my new reality
My mom was only 68 and had been healthy, active and took good care of herself and her family all her life. She loved camping, kayaking, almost anything outdoors. She was a good, caring person and well respected in the small community where she had lived since she married my dad almost 50 years ago. She was a teacher's aide in the elementary school. Deciding she would like to be a teacher she put herself through college summers and evenings to get her teaching certificate. She graduated sum cum laud and taught 5th grade for a number of years. When she retired from that she worked as interim Postmaster filling in on weekends and days off in the small town where I grew up. She was very supportive of our church serving for years as treasurer and teaching in the Sunday school. When I was growing up there were maybe 3-5 families who went to church regularly. Over the last 20 or so years the congregation had grown so that the pews are nearly full every Sunday and she was so happy and proud of that. Her passing has left a huge void in our lives as well as the lives of the people in the communities she was a part of.
I feel most of the good parts of me are because of her and the way she raised me.