Democrat Eric Swalwell represents California's 14th Congressional District.
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No one in this world will ever love you more than your mom.
How could they? Your mom knew you nine months before anyone else did. And great moms never relinquish that lead.
My mom, Vicky Jo Swalwell, born in 1956 in South Dakota, passed away on August 27, 2025, in Houston, Texas, surrounded by her family.
My mom grew up in California and graduated from San Ramon Valley High School. She’d soon meet my dad, Eric Nelson Swalwell, a local police officer. He was smart enough to marry her, and soon after, the newlyweds returned to her Midwestern roots. In Iowa, they built their careers on work—and a family on love.
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Together, my mom and dad raised four rambunctious sons—Eric, Joshua, Jacob, and Chase. All four of us would marvel daily at her breathless work ethic. She baked wedding cakes, made ceramics, and ran an arts and crafts store. She provided local daycare and led the local Little League and soccer organizations—all while keeping her household overflowing with love, laughter, and a great lasagna recipe.
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She embodied the saying, “If you want something done, ask a busy person.” No one was busier. And no one got more stuff done.
“Why is there a referee in the stands?” That’s what I thought at one of my youth soccer matches when I looked over. But then I realized that the referee was my mom. To help support the dreams of her boys, she’d referee soccer matches in between our own. But that was my mom. Always working. Always looking out for her kids.
And free time? Forget it. Ask any mom with four boys and multiple jobs what they do with their “free time.” I hope all they do is laugh. Which is what my mom did.
When her sons grew older, she returned to professional work, first as a bookkeeper for Longs Drugs. Mid-career, she joined Chevron, where she worked for nearly 20 years as a beloved administrative assistant for their Reliability and Integrity team. In 2022, her job brought her to Houston, where she also benefited from the care of the heroes at the MD Anderson Cancer Center.
She found joy in the simple: walking, gardening, and traveling. But nothing brought her more joy than organizing her annual “Nana Camp” for her beloved grandchildren. Because nothing made her happier than time with them.
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She knew one day her heart would stop, but that those memories would beat on in theirs. To Madex, Nolan, Dallas, Carson, Nelson, Cricket, and Hank, she’ll always be alive as long as you keep those images alive.
Throughout her life, my mom adored and supported the love of her life, my dad. They traveled across the country together. They treasured visits with their growing family and built a marriage of enduring love that spanned more than four decades.
Her legacy is one of strength. Devotion. Boundless generosity.
Let her life be the hope we all have about our own lives: that the splash of it will be memorable, but the ripples are even more so.
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They say that the six worst words you’ll hear in life are, “I’m sorry. Your mom has died.”
I can’t believe I will never be able to talk to her again. But if she could hear me now, I’d say these six:
“Thank you, thank you, thank you.”
I love you, Mom,
Eric
Democrat Eric Swalwell proudly represents California's 14th Congressional District. If you'd still like to stop receiving emails, you can unsubscribe: [link removed]
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