It's been awhile since I last blogged and perhaps not the first blog I anticipated writing in getting back into blogging, but it's one that needs to be written.
I've been blessed, in my life, to have known some strong women. Women who have taught me a lot, women who have been wonderful role models. Fortunately my children have been blessed by having many of these same women in their life. For this blog I'd like to share a story of one such woman.
As a young girl this woman lost her Mom. This girl fought and showed strength as she worked hard in school and to help care for her father and brother and she loved them with all her heart.
She grew into a young women and was strong and independent as she made her way in world. She met a boy and they fell in love. She loved him and she fought for their love. They were blessed to have found one another.
They married and wanted a family. She fought. She was strong. She loved. She was blessed. She was blessed with 2 beautiful children; a son and a daughter.
She loved these children, she loved her family. She made their days special and filled holidays with things like heart pancakes on Valentine's Day and green milk for St. Patrick's Day. She traveled to countless ballgames and music concerts. She taught them to be strong. She taught them to fight. She taught them to love.
Those children grew-up and they were strong. They fought and they became independent adults and made their way in this world.
One of those children became a nurse and made her life in the big city. She went on to continue her schooling to get her Masters. That child was strong. That child fought. That child loved, she loved to help others and she loved her family and to help care for her Mom.
Her other child also made a career for himself, got married and had a family of his own. He was strong. He fought. He loved. He loved his family and he loved his Mom.
The woman loved her family. She took pride and joy in watching them grow-up and in watching her family expand.
One day that woman found out she was sick. She fought. She fought hard. She was strong, showing strength and courage beyond what anyone would think possible. She loved. She loved her family, she fought for her family. Her family fought with her and stayed strong. Her family loved her.
Time passed. One day that woman needed to rest. God needed her to come home. He needed her strength. He needed her courage. She was strong. She was courageous. Her family fought. Her family stayed strong. Her family said their good-byes. She went home.
That woman is now an Angel, watching from above.
We are blessed. We are blessed with strength. We are blessed with love. We are blessed with memories. Our children our blessed with memories and time with a strong woman and role model.
That woman is missed. She is missed more than anyone could know. We stay strong. We fight to understand and we fight to hold the happy memories in our hearts to overcome the sadness. We love. We love her now and we love her always.
We are Blessed.
