A church sister of mine looks just like my mother.  She has the same height, same complexion and same disposition of my mother.  The resemblance is uncanny and yet I have never noticed it while my mother was alive.
     I thought I was the only one who noticed it, but there were quite an amount of brethren who thought the same and it brought on some jovial remarks.
     These are some of the things that will occur while our love ones are resting in the arms of Jesus.  People as well things will continue to remind us of them.  They are gone but not forgotten.  There memory lingers on.
     In a happy way I am reminded of her ever loyalty and faithfulness towards her children.  May her soul rest in peace.