I miss my Mother...

I'm not sure when this picture was taken but I think it was after Dad died. Even though Dad's death devestated her, Mother was strong and trusted God to get her through her period of mourning. I remember that when she went to bed, she would put on a stack of records which were all hymns and fell asleep with the words saturating her heart and soul. Mother had a lifetime of sorrows but they never stopped her from being upbeat; she lived her faith.

I have so many good memories of Mother; she taught me how to bake bread from scratch, she would tell me stories of her childhood and she taught me how to knit...crochet one, pearl two.
Mother taught me to be strong in the worst of times and how to laugh at the silliest of things. Mother taught me unconditional love.

Now that I am a grandmother, I want to pass on to the next generations, my mother's legacy. Motherhood and Grandmahood is more than changing diapers, fixing meals and cleaning. Motherhood is mentoring, teaching and living your Faith.

Thank you Mother for being such a wonderful role model.

Your loving daughter,

Jo