Today, at about 3:30pm, the heavens gained another angel. She has been in training all her life, and those who knew and loved our Mom felt like she was their personal angel, anyway!

I can just imagine her stepping into the arms of Jesus, getting hugs and welcomed by family and saints. Probably one of the first things she did was to check with the head gardener, to see if she could be any help with the flowers. And just possibly she might give them some quiet advice about how to take care of them, and where to plant what. She had a way of getting things done without anyone actually realizing she was running the show.

I’m wondering if she has to keep our dad and John apart, or if they are all just one big family! Dad would be a handful, for sure! He probably ordered pizza for the whole bunch of them. Mom was soft and sweet and smart and kind, and touched the lives of so many. Right now I am thinking of the song, ‘Thank you for giving to the Lord; I was a life that was changed….’ She for sure had a heart for the Lord and shared His love in her everyday life.

Kath and I were scheduled to visit Mom at about 4pm, but just as I was getting ready to leave the house, Kath called me with the news. They let us go into her room and see her before the funeral director came in. The hospice chaplain was waiting, and had prayer with us. He had visited her often and we were comforted by the fact that he had shared scriptures and hymns with her. She looked peaceful, and it really seemed like she was looking right at me.

Tomorrow we will go to the funeral home and make the arrangements for the viewing, the service and final resting. Not sure yet so will share when we have details. In the meantime, thank you for your love and support – we could not get through this parting without all of you! We love you!

We rejoice with Mom, settling into her mansion, meeting old friends and making new ones; hearing the heavenly chorus and walking with God in the garden. We will miss her, every day, all the time, but we can’t be sad that she is where she always wanted to be. Rejoice with us, and with her, as we celebrate her life. We’ll miss you, Mom – we already do!

Page from Mom’s memory book: Share a memory of going to church as you were growing up: “I remember when I was very small we went as a family. They closed the church and after that I went with the neighbors to their church. When the second world war started and gas was rationed, Aunt Hazel and I walked to our church, about 2 mile from us.” God bless my faithful mother!!!













































































































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