Normally I feature a classic book on Sundays, but today’s post is different.
My mom died in December. I am grateful that I got to be her daughter. Words fail me when I try to say more about her gentle, unassuming spirit. I could not have had a better mother.
I’m grateful that my mother-in-law found ways to enjoy herself nearly until the day she died – she played bridge on Friday and died two days later on Palm Sunday in 2008. I’m also grateful that she died surrounded by her family as they prayed over her. She was a great mother, and a wonderful grandmother.
I’m grateful for technology that allows me to speak with my son several times each week , and I know he is living his best life in California. I couldn’t be prouder of him.
Happy Mother’s Day.