Mother went to sleep in death one year ago on the 20th of this month. She was 78 years of age, but she never really got old. My friend Katy said it best I think. She was 98 when she went to sleep in death and she told me a few months before this, that she was still only 25 inside that it was her body that got old not her. Mother and I had talked about this and she agreed that Katy had stated it right.
Mother may not have started this life with a lot but she ended it with more than most. She lived a very full life. I remember so many things about her that it is very hard to put them all down. Some things she did were very wrong but once she figured out that she needed to do something different she did so.
I loved Mother very much and most of the time we were best friends, but there were times that we were best enemies. But even then I loved her. I miss her very much.
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