She had a hard start in life. Her parents divorced in 1924 when she was only three years old. She lived in an emotionally abusive situation and went to 13 different grade schools — hard to do today, but even more difficult and a stigma back then.
She met my dad and married at 17 years old. She resolved that her children would never experience what she had experienced. She broke the cycle of dysfunctionality and was an exceptional wife for my dad for 73 before he died. She was also a devoted stay-at-home mom who wanted to devote her life to her kids.
I was the blessed recipient of that love and devotion.
That conversion indelibly marked my mom forever. My parents put Jesus first in everything and gave us three boys an example of godliness and Christian faith. They lived what they preached and they preached by their lives the truth of the gospel. Of course, they were opposed to the Catholic faith but they instilled in my a deep devotion to Jesus, the Bible and the Christian life. Their example made it easy for me to be a husband and father — I had good teachers.
So we count each day with Mom as a treasure and know it won’t be long before she will join her husband Charlie at the Golden Gates. She never tires of saying, “I can’t wait to meet Jesus and see Charlie again.” But until then we will treasure her presence with us here.
Happy Birthday Mom! We love you!