Time alone revealed the true heart
of my mother.
Seasons of her life reflected
the love and care she
gave our family.
Myriads of memories
ever so sweet
etched on my heart and mind.
Easter dresses, hand made
for five daughters,
while she sacrificially
and unashamedly went without.
Sunday dinners,
joyfully prepared and served
with beautiful heart and hands;
all for the unabashed
love of family.
Letters and notes
of encouragement
to a son or daughter
far from home.
Times spent in prayer down
on her knees,
knowing something
wasn’t quite right
and so she prayed.
Daring to believe for a miracle
when doctors said,
“No chance this baby can live”.
A textbook miracle
son who lived forty-five years.
Caring for Daddy through
years of illness,
faithfully by his side with hope and prayers.
A heart broken many times by unbelievable losses
grandsons, husband, son, parents, brothers and sisters…
Yet Mother lived with confident hope
she would see them again.
Mother touched many hearts over the years
giving hope, encouragement, prayers.
A testament of love and faith
for all who knew her.
Thank you God for my mother’s legacy of a life well lived.
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