Today we celebrate the life you lived. You were so many things to so many people. You were the most gentle, soft spoken, gracious, kind, sweet-spirited lady who loved her life, her Maker, her husband and her family. You were a “homemaker” in every sense of the word. Your cross-stitching, the clothes you made, the countless hours you would spend over a hot stove and the fact that you could make any house a home. A home who’s door was always open, a home where everyone felt welcome. A home where you could always expect a hot meal made from scratch. A home where your glass of sweet tea would never be caught half-empty.
You were so full of joy, so full of wisdom. I’m forever grateful for all the times you’d pick me up and sit me on your countertops and teach me about life while I would watch you cook. (Her dumplings and her angel biscuits…if you know, you KNOW). I am forever blessed by the life you lived. You were such a great example to me as a woman. I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to understand your capacity of strength as you followed your husband who was called into ministry - state after state, as you mothered four wonderful children, as you won the battle against cancer and as you fought the fight against Parkinson’s Disease. You loved and served your husband for over 60 years and you were a great mother to four wonderful children. It is my hope to one day serve my husband, to mother my children and to love the people around me as well as you. I wish I could thank you and tell you how much I love and admire you just one more time. Your life is a life to be celebrated.