Sometime in the early morning hours yesterday, the Lord decided that it was time to bring my Mother home. While I'm sure that His reasons were good, it was far too soon. I don't know how to explain to someone who didn't know her why each day from here on will be little darker and more empty now that she's gone, so I won't try. I'll just say that, to me, she was the finest woman who ever lived. She loved everyone unconditionally and never acted upon a selfish impulse, always thinking of her family first.
I think what breaks my heart the most is knowing that my niece, Morgan, will grow up not being able to remember the Grandmother who loved her so much, and that the grandchildren that my Mother was always pestering my wife and I to give her will never get to know her or experience her love.
I wanted to say so much more, but the words are coming too hard and the tears too easily. It was a blessing to have had a mother like her and I'm going to miss her more than I can ever put into words.