Sunday, April 28, 2013
Dear Mom, You were not only the best mother a son could ask for, you were also a great teacher and friend. I have long missed our discussions about politics, world events, religion, and so many other topics. You were a great counselor. Your perspective was always unique and eye opening. You were wise beyond your years. Also, by your example, you helped me enjoy music, singing, and entertaining I will never forget how as a boy you would read Snuffy Smith comics in the Sunday paper to me with that Kentucky accent, and is probably the reason why I enjoy mimicry to this day. I am so sorry for the disease that began to degrade your ability to dance and sing and know that you are whole again with your husband Bob dancing and laughing with him in joyous embrace. I will surely think of you both together now every day, rather then apart, and this thought will rest me easy, for the loss is and will always be very difficult to bear. Go and be with your Lord, who heals all and where no tears are shed. Love always, Mark
