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Gracious Thanks

January 22, 2012

“Miracles occur naturally as expressions of love. The real miracle is the love which inspires them. In this sense everything that comes from love is a miracle.”

Dear Friends,

            The honor was entirely ours to receive, during a time which was for all of us a very difficult one, gifts of compassion and of sympathy from you.  We are grateful for the many visits you made to our home to share memories and stories of a life well-lived.  We cherish the presents of food and drink which you brought for us when you undoubtedly had many more pressing things to do.  We lift up all those who sent cards to boost our spirits.  Treasured are the monetary gifts to the Corinth Historical Society in her honor and memory.  Most importantly, we value very much the time you dedicated to ministering to our emotional and spiritual needs while we struggled just to keep things together.  I am eternally grateful too for the strong and supportive hugs when we needed them over the weeks of Mother’s illness.  We could have held on forever.  Oh, how we miss Mom so!  We cannot thank you enough for your kindness and caring.  May God bless you richly for your generosity.

            While my Mother was very sick with a terminal ovarian cancer which had gone undetected until it was far too late, Mom tried very hard not to feel defeated, seeking solace and comfort in your thoughtfulness.  In the afternoons as the sun shone through the bay window behind her head, warming her oft cold hands and the larger living room where she lie, Mom would talk of the happy times she had had in life.  She mentioned you then.  Or sometimes, we would just sit silently, hand in hand, and let the light of day speak to what was in our hearts–Mom embraced you in hers always.

            My Mother, who you knew well, was a strong woman who did not fear reproach for expressing her beliefs openly and unabashedly.  She believed in the paramountcy of empowering people, young and old, to live out their dreams and aspirations.  For that reason, she was so glad to learn that you were persevering and finding happiness where the Lord meant you to—in your own heart.  My Mother never sought to escape hard work, and felt vehemently that anything worth fighting for was worth working hard to achieve; in her final days, she expressed her admiration for you for sharing your love with the rest of us.  Leaving us all alone without that love is what she feared the most and we are glad that you were there to help us prove to her that we would be alright, though sad, when she said good bye and ‘I love you’ for the last time.

            My gratitude goes out to all those who read the obituary that I wrote for my Mother, as well as the piece I wrote about my Father, to allow you to get to know even better my parents, both of whom were grateful for the peace which you shared in our home in turbulent times.  Please accept deep and loving hugs from all of us, a tribute to my late Mom.  On behalf of the entire Wilson family, I extend our sincerest  Thanks.



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