I'm not sure what I was able to say or did say at mother's service Saturday, but this is what I was supposed to have shared with you there at her memorial service.....(thank you all for the love and support during this difficult time)
We have so many wonderful memories of mother it's difficult to share just one.
We were blessed with a mother who we knew loved being a mother to five (four)active kids-Harry was just boringly quiet. Mother was always in 'our' corner cheering us on or giving us much needed discipline, actually, she could discipline us with 'the look'....if we got 'the look', we knew that we were in huge trouble and if she had to 'speak' to us, we might as well say our prayers. But her discipline was partly because she knew she wanted us to be children who she could enjoy as well as having others enjoy having us around.
Mother made us feel special when she would set a holiday table, we thought that we were at an expensive five star restaurant with our cloth table napkins, tablecloth, and mostly bargin tableware that we loved. With five kids we didn't have a lot of money to go around , but mother had a lot of love to go around for us and the neighborhood kids too who often ended up at our house for games, food and fun. Yes, she turned our front room into a sewing factory and to sew our school clothes and to save some of Dads hard earned money. Mother played every imaginable board game out there with us, she also went roller skating, camping, ice skating, biking, crabbing and whatever else that WE were into; she was right there along side of us creating those cherished memories. She played along side of us and we worked along side of her. She was the mother everyone else wanted. She didn't spoil us with things, but she spoiled us with her love and patience...she could see that perhaps she had diamonds in the rough and her job was to help us become the best that we could be. To say everything she was to us would be exhaustive for you.
For those of you who have mothers like mine, cherish the one more conversation, the one more embrace, the one more whisper of 'I love you'; and know that in Jesus, one day we will be reunited and we will have this and so much more in eternity.
Daughter Terri
