|Jean Lewis Mills - December 19, 1927-August 4, 1989 |
Beloved Mother Rest In Peace
Recently, my cousin, Mamie posted a blog that posed the question, Does Grieving End? She was commemorating the first anniversary of her dad’s passing. I have thought a lot about this and today I turn inward in earnest with this question as today is the anniversary of my own dear Mother’s death. For me, it has been 22 years since she died quite unexpectedly from a heart attack. She was only 61 years old, just getting ready for retirement and had many plans and dreams ahead of her.
She had been orphaned at a young age and raised by her grandmother until she was around 12 years old. Her grandmother passed and she was sent to live with an uncle. She and her sister ran away from there and she finished high school while living at the YWCA. After attending a business college, she began working, marrying and having a family. Right after my sister was born, she got saved at a Billy Graham Crusade and became the good Christian lady most people, including me, knew.
She was not wealthy, but had so much class. She brought up me, my sister and brother in church with good values and morals. She loved us dearly and held our family together like glue. We never knew how true this was until her passing.
There are so many things I don’t know about her. There are tons of things I wish I could ask her. I think she may have been trying to tell me some things about getting older, but I was not prepared to hear and understand them yet.
She was the one person in my life that I could always count on without fail. The one person that loved me so unconditionally as no one has loved me since. Not a day of my life goes by that I do not think of her and miss her and long to talk to her…long to feel that kind of love.
|Photo Rob Wiltshire|