That Question! "How Is Your Mother?"

Can you imagine that people are still asking me this question, "How is your mother?" Every time I hear that, something moved within me because then I have to tell them that my mother died.  It is hard to believe that some people have not heard about the death of my dear mother. How long will that question continued to be asked?  I guess there is no answer to that because people are always migrating from one place to the next, some have lost contact with friends and loved ones, and some just do not keep up with current family matters.  But to tell you the truth, I welcome the question, and you know why?, my mother is remembered, still talked about and resting in glory.  No matter how far or near my people are, she will  always be remembered because of the fine qualities she portrayed and that welcoming smile she always displayed for everyone who came in contact with her.  Her name was one that could hardly be forgotten, so no one dared to ask, "what was her name again?" Oh no!
If my mother had enemies,  I am not sure  about that!   I don't know of any and if there were any, they were really good at hiding behind a mask.  I still remembered her smile, her laughter, that mischievous look in her eyes, and I remembered a mother who loved her children dearly.  See you in heaven mother!