Eight years ago today....

our Mother left us peacefully to enter into the presence of the Lord.

During these past eight years, I’ve learned many things more deeply about my dear Mom....and also myself.

She

had courage as she faced old age.

was always beautifully dressed no matter what the day was bringing to her.

was so gracefully hooked to her oxygen tank

never complained

displayed courage in all areas of her life

walked with the Lord more deeply than we realized as evidenced
in the many places we found her writings from her heart.

loved her family, which was so clearly seen, as we sorted through every card we had ever given her--all saved.

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I’ve learned that I often have a heavy heart because I was impatient at times.

I’ve learned that I wish I could go back and do it again.

I’ve learned that I didn’t really know how sick she was until she struggled
for each breath her last week.

I’ve learned that I loved her so much
....and didn’t show it enough.

I’ve learned that I wish I could have her back
for just five minutes!

I’ve learned that I will love her for always.

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Things I now know...

She is in the presence of the One Whom she adored.

We miss her prayer covering for the family.

I miss seeing her open Bible and study materials on her dining room table.

I miss playing games with her.

I miss her enjoyment of all of her great-grandchildren.

I miss her sweet countenance and her lovely smile.

I know, by faith, her reunion with our dear Dad, our grandparents, and the hosts of loved ones who went before her was more than my finite mind can imagine.

I know that “eye has not seen nor ear heard.....”

I know we shall meet again.

I am so thankful for her Godly influence
for sixty eight years in my life!
I have been blessed!!

Thank you, Lord.

Taken exactly one week before she was gone from us.
She is holding her namesake, little Gracie, the last great-grandchild.