Well I don’t think anyone much is still looking at this site anymore but I don’t really feel like it is finished. At the same time this is very hard for me to do. Not sure why. I guess it feels sad that something else is ending too.
Mom passed away on the 30th of December at 10:38 in my living room which had been her bedroom for the last year. When she was diagnosed last December with gall bladder cancer we weren’t given a very good prognosis so we had Mom a lot longer than we ever imagined. There were lots of ups and downs through the year but so many precious times together which I thank God for. Mike, Gay, Linda, Roger and all the grandkids came quite often. She loved seeing the great grandbabies and on one occasion she even wore her hair in a whale spout when Kenzie, Carly and Reilly came over. We played countless games of Qwirkle. The last game we played was on December 4th, the night before she went back to the hospital that last time. She said we might as well play to get her mind off how badly she was feeling. Well, she had a great game – 12 qwirkles to my 6 – so in the end, she was the “Qwirkle Queen!” She faithfully walked 6 laps around my house each morning with her cat Hope following along behind. I’d put on the Alan Jackson Hymns CD that Janice got for her – we called it her marching music. She prayed at breakfast, I prayed at lunch. She liked to watch movies with Sarah and I but she couldn’t get the recliner she liked to sit in to recline by herself. Sarah always tilted her back and tucked her in with her afghan, fixed her a snack if she felt like it. Last winter we got her hooked on watching American Idol. She really liked Scotty McCreery, a young man who sang country and was very open about his faith in God. The first time Mom had to go to the ER with a temperature was on American Idol night. She was so aggravated that she had to go to the the ER and miss it. So many fun little memories. Oh how I miss her. Funny how even though we knew it was coming and how much she needed and wanted to go in the end, it was still so hard. It broke my heart when they came from the funeral home for her.
The next few days were busy getting everything planned, even though much of it had been done already. On the first of January, Mike’s birthday, Mike, Linda and I met with Craig to plan the service and then went to Mike’s house to go through pictures. We had talked about Mom wearing a green or lavender suit but in the end, we put her in a pink blouse. I always thought she looked so pretty in pink. She wore a beautiful Grandma necklace that Polly had given her. And she had a little white Bible in her hands. The calling hours were at the church on Monday the 2nd of January. So many beautiful flowers were sent. At 2:00, the 9 grandkids, Mom’s 3 sisters and one of her brothers, and Linda, Roger, Mike, Gay, John and I all lined up to greet everyone. It was such an emotional day but oh, what blessings we received from everyone that came through and shared with us how Mom had touched their lives. Although we knew Mom helped and cared for many people, we learned a lot about her that day. “Your mom helped me through this hard time or that, I still have a note your mom sent me years ago, your mom gave me a job and trained me when I was really in need, your mom called me every week when I was going through my divorce, I never would have made it through school without your mom, your mom showed me how to care for my new baby, your mom sent me cards and cookies when I was stationed overseas” A humble, wise, caring and loving person she was! There were also so many who came just because they loved and cared about us, friends from our workplaces, neighborhoods, schools, churches, quilt groups. At such a hard time, we all felt very loved and supported. I counted almost 400 names in the guest book. Thank you to those of you who were a part of that!
I think Mom would have enjoyed her memorial service. We really wanted to honor Mom as well as the God that she loved. Mom, being mom and wanting to make it easier for us, helped us plan much of the service over the last year. She was adamant that we sing the hymn “One Day” – all five verse because it tells the whole story of the gospel. Faith Pencil blessed us by singing “Amazing Grace.” My cousins, Becky and Beth, so beautifully sang “In Christ Alone,” one of my favorite songs. Another song that Mom picked was “I can only imagine” which Eric Stringer sang. The grandchildren read Psalm 103 from Mom’s big study Bible. One of Mom’s dear friends, Jane Wilson, spoke about Mom’s faith and friendship. Mike, our fearless big brother, did what Linda and I, as much as we wanted to, knew we could not! He gave a beautiful tribute to Mom. When I get my copy of it maybe I could post it here. I just hope people don’t think less of us because we smoked the rhubarb! Craig, the minister at First Christian had a wonderful message. He talked about Mom’s deep love for the Lord and His Word, how she was a life long student of the Bible. Mom deeply desired that all who came would understand where she had placed her hope. Craig boldly told how the only way to be saved from our sinful state is to believe in the death and resurrection of Jesus Christ and accept the gift of salvation that is so freely given to all who believe. Not one of us can ever be good enough on our own. You may say, ‘How can God be so narrow minded to say that this is the only way to be saved?’ On the other hand, how can it be that the God of the universe loves us so much that He even made one way for us to be saved! Why should He make anyway at all! But He did and that was the source of Mom’s joy and peace and hope, all of her life, but especially this last year. She had no fear in dying. She wanted that for all of her family and friends too. Please think about this and seek out the answers to any questions you may have. Because there is going to be one big happy reunion in heaven some day and you don’t want to miss it! We ended the service with the song “I’ll fly away, Oh Glory.’” That was one of Mom’s “marching songs” and I think she had been singing it all fall.
The funeral procession drove past Mom’s little house on the way to Myers Cemetery. It was an awfully cold day. It felt so sad to leave Mom there but as Aunt Jeannie said, “She’s not here.” Leigh Ann sang “Precious Lord, Lead Me Home,” another song Mom loved. Many members of Mom’s church had worked hard to prepare and serve a wonderful meal for all of us back at the church. It was a sweet time of fellowship and a time to let down and relax. And that was that. The end of a life well lived. But Mom’s legacy of love and hope and faith will live on in all of us who have been touched by her life. In the words of Jesus when he spoke to the woman who anointed Him with perfume before His death, words that I’m sure that Mom has heard upon arriving in heaven, “She did what she could!’’
Some beautiful verses that Mom loved from Psalm 103
1 Praise the LORD, my soul;
all my inmost being, praise his holy name.
2 Praise the LORD, my soul,
and forget not all his benefits—
3 who forgives all your sins
and heals all your diseases,
4 who redeems your life from the pit
and crowns you with love and compassion,
5 who satisfies your desires with good things
so that your youth is renewed like the eagle’s.
8 The LORD is compassionate and gracious,
slow to anger, abounding in love.
9 He will not always accuse,
nor will he harbor his anger forever;
10 he does not treat us as our sins deserve
or repay us according to our iniquities.
11 For as high as the heavens are above the earth,
so great is his love for those who fear him;
12 as far as the east is from the west,
so far has he removed our transgressions from us.
13 As a father has compassion on his children,
so the LORD has compassion on those who fear him;
14 for he knows how we are formed,
he remembers that we are dust.
15 The life of mortals is like grass,
they flourish like a flower of the field;
16 the wind blows over it and it is gone,
and its place remembers it no more.
17 But from everlasting to everlasting
the LORD’s love is with those who fear him,
and his righteousness with their children’s children—
Thanks for reading this blog. Always so nice to know someone cared!
Lori

