Recently, after the unexpected and sudden death of my dear Mother, I was questioned by a coworker on how “not to be a daughter anymore.� This brought many thoughts into my head, and I think I replied to the question by saying, “One NEVER stops being a daughter.� I don’t believe I have yet realized the answer to that question, even though I knew my answer was proper.

How does one feel when they lose their Mother? I had often said that when the time came that my Mother would pass away, I didn’t think I could go on without her. She was the most loving person I know and taught her children to love God, praise him and live by the Bible to be happy. Knowing that, I still have a hard time once in a while expressing how I feel about her death. Of course, there is the saying, “The Love of a Mother; There is No Other,� and that would appear to be true; however, unless one has lost their mother, they cannot possibly know or feel what it’s like to know that their Mother will not return to this earth, and they must go on and live their lives as happy as they can. After all, this is the way my Mother would have wanted it to be. She was never afraid. The saying is true.

Some people naturally think that mothers are merely immortal. I certainly didn’t think it would ever happen in my lifetime, and I’m not certain why. I just knew that the love I had for my Mother was never-ending, and I guess I just thought she would always be around. She was always there for me, so I never gave it much thought.

My Mother was a devout Christian woman, making it to church every Sunday and sometimes during the week. Although she was 82 years old when she passed away, she always managed to go to church on Fridays with her dear friend, Ann, to fold church bulletins and go for lunch. She was extremely active for a woman her age, and she only had some minor health problems. Believe it or not, my Mother didn’t have any gray hair until well into her late 70s. Well, needless to say, I’m 52 years old, and the gray hair is there already. Gosh, I wish I had taken after her on that! Another thing – my Mother never, ever had to shave her legs. Why is that? How lucky can a woman be? She literally had NO hair on her legs…. smooth as silk. Truly, she was a genuine person!

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