She had more years left but she did not take care of herself. Alcohol destroyed her and ended her life way too early. I still remember her as we left her to say a final goodbye, the dress they placed her in was soft and beautiful. I was twelve at the time, and all six of us kids sat down in a booth in a restaurant with a jukebox at the table. Flipping through the list of songs, I hit the button by Bobby Vinton, “Blue Velvet”. That song still plays today, and the images are clear. I pray that you are now in Heaven mom, surrounded by Angelic beings, in the presence of God, and I forgive all that was not right, as I know you were not well; God gave me an understanding at a very young age to know that the disease that destroyed you caused you to do things you would not have done otherwise.
Someday we will see each other again, and there will be no tears or sorrows, only Love, Joy and Peace. You have found eternal Joy! Blessings on this Mother’s Day.