Listening to every heart
For those of you who are still reading this wonderful moment of serenity, and who knew of my husband's loss, and the loss of my light early on, please know that she is at peace.
The first link will tell you of the history of mother's passing.
This next link, will provide for you the history of a woman who has changed my life in many several ways. As obits go, They are usually the mandatory birth, education, life and historical factions, and those they leave behind.
Well, yes, they are that. But take a long look at this woman's face.
Do you see her smiling? This was at age 95.
She used to ask me "why am I still here?"
"Mom, your invitation got lost in the mail"
After a couple of years, that didn't work any more.
So, as she had been a teacher for all of her live, even after the state would not pay her because she was married....she continued on with her lessons, and I had to figure that this fine woman's lessons were not yet completed, and that there was still more to teach.
She never wanted to reach 100. I don't know why, but I respected her wishes.
At 99, she said again and again, 'this has to be my last birthday.' I did not give her any more reasons to continue on, but agreed with her that "this is just the way it is" and silently prayed with her that He would take up her last prayer, to heart.
How could I not want her to gift to Him, what He had given to her?
I hope you will read of her life, because she certainly had one. And it was way more than they would print in the paper. She touched so many generations, not just of her own, but so many, many others. To know that a person is on their "A" game at the last moment, with only some 36 hours passing from their "A" game to "The Game"...
She is now in her own finding of serenity. Once again, I thank our own serenity for putting this here so that I could thank you all with my heart and soul that you would come to know a woman who loved poetry, one who shared it with her many students, and one who appreciated the fact that life moves on in so many mysterious ways.
My love to you all.
Serenity, once again,
" It matters not this distance now " Excerpt, Yesterday's Love