Mama

Mom’s wait was over one year ago today. Her last breath left her while all of us were gathered around her at home, holding her hands, telling her we love her, crying because we knew we’d miss her, but rejoicing that her fight for breath was finished.

We lived in Chattanooga, Tennessee when I was a teenager. One day, Mom, my younger sister, and I were at Eastgate Mall and she wanted to eat at Glen Gene’s deli.  We sat down to eat our piled-high deli sandwiches and we talked and laughed. She listened mostly.

I don’t remember our words or what I wore or the taste of the sandwich. I remember the deli wasn’t crowded. I remember her happy and smiling and there. And I remember the song that played while sitting in those yellow seats at Glen Gene’s deli that day. The song was, “True” by Spandau Ballet.

So true
Funny how it seems
Always in time, but never in line for dreams
Head over heels when toe to toe
This is the sound of my soul
This is the sound 

“Always in time, but never in line for dreams…..”  Mom never spoke of the dreams she had for her life. She didn’t talk about how she thought her life would turn out. I wonder if it was what she thought or hoped it would be.

She loved Daddy and her quartet of daughters. She loved her home and the town she lived in. She was brave and didn’t give up. She stayed in a hard marriage that turned into 51 years.

Mom worked hard and taught us to do the same. Anyone who ever tasted her cooking praised her work in the kitchen. She was a list-maker to the very end and funny, too. She had us laughing, even in the last days.

She enjoyed reminiscing and in the last year of her life, she shared treasured memories with us as often as we would sit and listen.

She commented on one of my posts called “51” about a year before she left us and several months before Daddy passed.

Marie,

Thank you for the beautiful words you put together for Wayne and I. I do believe our four beautiful and wonderful daughters had so very much to do with us making the marriage work. Not only our girls, but our friends and families that were praying for us through all the difficult times. Ultimately, it was God and his love that got us through the rough times. Also, I knew Wayne was a godly person and did not want the life we were living with the drinking problem. I knew that one day he would ask God to remove the desire for drinking away from his mind, body and heart. God answered that prayer and today we continue trusing in God and his promises. Thanks to our four daughters for what they have given to us, their love and trust and our ten grandchildren.

Love,

Mom

Each time she spoke of her life, she was thankful.

To God…..for us…..for Daddy….for her other family…… and her wonderful friends.  She was thankful for everything. She praised God.

Let everything that has breath praise the Lord. Praise the Lord.      Psalm 150:6 

I think she was in line for dreams and hers came true.

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  1. brucewmartin on January 21, 2016 at 4:27 pm

    Beautiful!

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    On Thu, Jan 21, 2016 at 4:25 PM, Full-Time wrote:

    > mariegriffith posted: “Mom’s wait was over one year ago today. Her last > breath left her while all of us were gathered around her at home, holding > her hands, telling her we love her, crying because we knew we’d miss her, > but rejoicing that her fight for breath was finished. One” >

    • mariegriffith on January 21, 2016 at 4:32 pm

      Thank you Bruce. I can hardly believe it’s been a year. SO thankful we were all there with her.

  2. SHUTTHATNEGATIVENOISEOFF! on January 21, 2016 at 5:38 pm

    Beautiful memories, just the way we should always remember our loved ones. It’s been 12yrs since my mom went to be with the Lord. I can never say enough about this saint.

    May God continue to shine His Light in each and every passing day to you and yours.

    Abundant blessings, Emma

    • mariegriffith on January 21, 2016 at 6:48 pm

      Thanks Emma. Same abundant blessings to you.

  3. Tom Schultz on January 22, 2016 at 11:35 am

    This is a beautiful sentiment about your mother. And thanks for stopping by my blog today.

    • mariegriffith on January 22, 2016 at 11:45 am

      Thank you, Tom. Your photos are always some of faves.

  4. Joy Waters Martin on January 22, 2016 at 9:34 pm

    This is such a sweet tribute to your mom, Marie , and I love her response to your blog that you posted. What a gift that is for you to have that. She was so supportive of her family ! It’s hard to believe it’s been a year… Love you friend !

    • mariegriffith on January 22, 2016 at 10:02 pm

      Thank you Joy. Yes, I treasure the comments she made. I miss her.

  5. G'ammad on January 24, 2016 at 8:32 pm

    You are blessed to have had a mother like that and memories of her love. May they always bring you comfort when reminiscing.

    • mariegriffith on January 24, 2016 at 8:47 pm

      Thank you. They do bring lots of comfort.

  6. LeTaraWrites on November 2, 2016 at 10:54 pm

    What a wonderful tribute to your mother. I’m a fan of the Spandau Ballet song and it seems very fitting for the things you had to say about your mom. She seemed like a really beautiful spirit. Peace and blessings to you.

    • mariegriffith on November 3, 2016 at 5:43 am

      Thank you. She was a beautiful person.

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