Mom died on New Year’s Day. She had a severe stroke in October from which she never fully recovered, hanging in there through the holidays, just long enough to welcome in another year but not long enough to see her 94th birthday. She would be 96 today if she were still alive.
What a wonderful life she had! There are no words to describe my mother, although a few that come to mind are
beautiful generous charitable kind happy friendly wise loved to learn and to teach intelligent loving positive attitude enthusiasm
If a picture is worth a thousand words, then what follows are seven thousand expressions of a life lived well: