Last Friday, my sister and I sat by our Mom and watched as she took her last breath. It was a privilege to be with her. While there are many things to be said about how a hip replacement surgery ends this way, I want to focus on her life well lived, how much she was loved and will be missed.
My Dad died when I was 4 months old, so Mom was the only parent I've known my entire life. I don't remember even one single time wishing I had two parents or a Dad. It was always the three of us and then, once my sister was old enough and left home, the two of us. She managed to give us a great childhood while being a single parent, with objectively little resources, and little support from family. She wasn't perfect, but neither were we, and she was more than enough.
Mom was always up for a craft or sewing project, loved to go shopping for sales, had really good decorating taste and absolutely loved her two son-in-laws. She was generous with her time, resources and help when needed. Her faith was steadfast and deep, she was fiercely independent and, dare I say, stubborn, and she loved her home. Harris made the point that she lived, and died, on her terms- still living independently, still driving, still making her own decisions.
She loved her three grandchildren in small and big ways and they her. I can probably count on two hands the amount of times the children stayed with a babysitter instead of my Mom. They moved between our house and her house with ease! The children had a deep and wide bond with her and are fortunate to have many special memories of and with her. They got their love of the tv show "Castle" from Mom, and for years Grace's favorite actress was Angela Lansbury due to watching so many episodes of "Murder She Wrote" (clearly Mom loved a good crime drama). They loved her cheesy toast, feeding ducks together, opening her toy chest to play for hours at a time, and, of course, our special Christmas breakfast. Grace's very first memory of her childhood is of being at Mom's beloved cabin in the North Georgia mountains. As the children got older she always wanted to be kept up to date on what was new with them and she loved it when they visited and just sat down to chat. She was immensely proud of each of her grandchildren. She's been such a fixture in our lives I'm not sure we can even comprehend the ways in which she will be missed.
She was there when we each took our first breath and it was an honor to be with her as she took her last. For me, it will take a while to come to terms with the events of the last 7 weeks, but in the meantime I'm so grateful that we had her for as long as we did and that she was always such an integral part of our lives. We will miss her dearly.
































