She was always gracious to me, coming to stay with me when I had my children, taking care of me, the kiddos and my Marvin. She was always up to go shopping and could outlast me in the browsing department. I cross stitched, she crocheted and we both loved learning new crafts. When her health was failing, I had the opportunity to spend the night with her in the hospital. On the evening she passed away, I was at the bedside with the rest of the family. She had a big impact on me and was such an example of sacrificial love.
It has been a week of reflection for me, thinking of the mothers who have left their mark on my life. I am so thankful for each one of them.