On Tuesday, January 30, 2018 at approximately 7:30pm EDT, my...

On Tuesday, January 30, 2018 at approximately 7:30pm EDT, my precious Mother left this life. God called her Home to be with Him once again. Her passing was swift - unexpected and, thankfully, relatively painless. Praise God, I was able to able to make it to Florida in time to be with her for her final days. I sat at her bedside, with my hand on her shoulder, as she took her final breaths and made the journey Home. 

My Mom - an INCREDIBLE woman, although I don’t think she ever really knew it. My Mom - SO very strong, although I’m not sure she ever felt it. My Mom - fully and completely loved with every breath I ever took - I pray she knows that now, especially if she didn’t know it in her time here on Earth. 

Mom’s final days were filled with laughter, music, jokes, songs, prayers, scriptures, memories, flowers, friends, family, wonderfully angelic and caring doctors and nurses,  and love….lots and lots of love.  

Everybody loved my Mom. It was hard not to - she was sweet, kind, loving, funny, spirited, passionate and had a mind of her own. She could be stubborn - very stubborn. She did things her way, all the way up until the end; it’s one of the things I’ve always loved most about her.

Although she may not have ever realized it, my Mom taught me (by showing me) how to be strong. She led by example and, in her, I saw a woman who never gave up - ever. Even when it may have appeared that way on the surface, Mom was always fighting underneath.  

Life was tough for Mom - she struggled through most of it. It was difficult to watch and I was sad for her many times. That being said, while I was growing up and all through college, Mom was there for me every step of the way. She never missed one of my performances, she would drop everything she was doing if I said I needed to talk, she gave the best hugs, and her kleenex always smelled like her perfume. 

There will not be a day that goes by that I don’t miss Mom. There also won’t be a moment that passes where I am not grateful she was my Mom. I was blessed to be her daughter. God sent us an angel and when He was ready (and she was ready), He called her Home once again….and when He did, He said “Hallelujah, Doris, You’re Home….”

RIP, Mom - I will love you always.

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