Today in church we sang “Because He Lives.” One of my mother’s favorite songs.
My mother wanted to have only a graveside service when she passed away. So we did as she had requested.
She had been very active in church and some were surprised we didn’t have a full funeral service there. Mama had sewn costumes for the Christmas and Easter productions at the church for years, and the choir director she had worked with on those programs was especially disturbed that we didn’t have a service.
He told me he went to visit her and sang “Because He Lives” just for her. I don’t doubt that is true.
So today we sang that song, the day after what would have been Mama’s 100th birthday, in the same church where I had attended that choir director’s funeral service two years ago.
It was a blessing, and a reminder to me that love can last a lifetime, and beyond.
This afternoon, I went for the funeral visitation of the mother of an acquaintance.
This friend told me that she and her mother were very close, and she had lost not only her mother, but also her best friend.
I was able to tell her, from experience, that your mother never truly leaves you. You will miss her terribly at times, but her spirit will live on.
Once again, Mama, I thank you. Sending you my love.