Always In My Heart

On Saturday, the day before Valentine's Day, I attended the funeral service of a friend.  The service brought back memories of my dear mother as I saw the grief on the faces of the love ones who have lost a loving husband and father.  Losing a love one is not easy at all, especially when such a one was the most lovable person ever.
I am prepared that each time I attend a funeral service, the memory of her will come with full force.  Thank God she is in God's care.  Today, I pause to say, a golden heart stopped beating.  A perfect smile is at rest.  We know God broke our hearts to prove He only takes the best.  Always, my mother, you are in my thoughts, forever in my heart.  To some you will be forgotten, to some you will be a part of the past, but to me who love you so, your memories will always last.

My mother still lives in the minds of so many of us. Since her death, there is hardly a week goes by when someone has not dreamt her.  God bless her precious soul. It is almost a year since her death and it seemed like yesterday we sat and laugh over the many jokes she had in that brain of hers.  She and my aunt were good story tellers.  I would at times listened to them for hours as they filled me in on the history of my grandparents.  A history that shaped our lives and made us what we are today. My mother was a behind the scene person.  She hated to be the center of attraction, but quietly she worked to make things happen.  Oh, I miss her so, my mother!  You were the center of my home life.