She was not rich or famous. She was a quiet keeper at home. She was always busy. She loved us all dearly but told us so by her actions not her words.
She was quick to dispense wisdom to us, even if we didn't want to hear it. :)
I still find myself wishing I could call her. Last month I went home for the first time since her funeral. I wanted to go to her house and visit, but I couldn't.
I take comfort in knowing that she is no longer in pain, that she is reunited with loved ones who went before her and someday I will see her again.
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