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Remembering My Mama

My mama’s life was defined by love, curiosity, and a deep desire to serve others. She showed me the joy and meaning of giving back.

This month, October, marks ten years since my mama died after courageous ten-year battle with colon cancer. Even now, the ache of her absence feels as sharp as ever.

She was not just my mama. She was my guide. My unwavering supporter. And, as an only child, losing her left a void that nothing can ever fill.

My mother loved life in so many beautiful ways. She had an unquenchable curiosity and a love for books. She worked as a librarian for more than 25 years and knew everything about books and authors and storytelling. And she was smart! I swear she knew all the answers on Jeopardy.

She had a soft spot for her dogs, who brought her joy and companionship in every season of her life.

Family was at the heart of everything she did. Her love was constant, nurturing, and deeply felt.

She also had a zest for the simple pleasures. She loved listening to music, especially country music. Growing up, the stereo was always playing. She loved capturing life’s moments through her camera lens and even had a beach picture featured in a Pennsylvania calendar. Her laughter, her warmth, her curiosity are are all etched into my memory.

I am grateful for the opportunity to take one last beach trip with her in August of 2015. A selfie from that trip accompanies this blog.

My mama had a remarkable desire to give back and be of service. In the 1970s and 80s, she spent countless hours going door to door collecting donations for groups like the American Heart Association, often bringing me along.

For more than 20 years on Christmas Day, we delivered Christmas meals together to those that were homebound. This tradition continues to inspire my own desire to serve. Her generosity and compassion touched everything she did. She left a legacy of kindness that I carry with me every day.

As I reflect on this tenth anniversary without her, I am reminded of her immense impact on my life. She shaped who I am today.

I miss her every day. Her guidance, her humor, and the quiet moments we shared. But I also celebrate her life and the countless ways she filled the world with love and light.

Mama, thank you for everything. I carry your love with me always, and I hope you know how deeply you are missed.