Mom

My mom is an amazing person. She is kind, loving, and includes anyone and everyone in her caring. She's went to the same church for more than 60-years. She got up at 4am every morning to pray for the people on her list; friends, family, and people she'd never even met. She and my dad were married in 1950. They raised the three of us girls in the modest home my father built. She was a secretary for a team of engineers her entire working career.

In more recent years, as my father's mental state changed, and he became more limited in his ability to get out and do things, she adjusted. On the most difficult of days, which became closer and closer together, she found solace in her Lord and in her garden. She'd sit out on her small brick patio with a cup of black coffee, surrounded by pots of flowers and refresh and recharge.She slowly became more than my father's companion in life; she became his caregiver. But as this was happening, she was having health issues of her own. And that would change everything in ways we never imagined possible.

What's the longest marriage that has touched your life?

Do tell.

~Lavinia