My mother passed away on Thursday, June 9th, at 4.30 in the morning when the world is cold and life at its lowest ebb. She was 74.
My oldest daughter and I were there, holding her hands as she left. Our thoughts were on 1st Corinthians 15:55. Where, O death, is your victory? Where, O death, is your sting? She quoted that verse while she was still able to speak clearly.
Mother was a wealth of knowledge on many fields, not only gardening. She was strong-willed and knew what she wanted and...
Remembering Mother
My oldest daughter and I were there, holding her hands as she left. Our thoughts were on 1st Corinthians 15:55. Where, O death, is your victory? Where, O death, is your sting? She quoted that verse while she was still able to speak clearly.
Mother was a wealth of knowledge on many fields, not only gardening. She was strong-willed and knew what she wanted and...
Remembering Mother
