The day Mum went on ahead of the rest of us, Susan sent this beautiful memory of Mum. I remember the day well myself. Mum was visiting here in Bond Head, and Susan and her daughter Jorie had come for tea on our porch. It was a beautiful summer's day. Here is Susan's memory, which I know she won't mind me sharing.
Thank you for calling me this morning to tell me the news that Mum has walked through the gates of heaven and into the strong arms of her beloved Lord and Saviour. She's safely home! I can't even imagine how much joy there was in heaven this morning... to welcome this one who has loved SO well.
Your mum will always be an example to me and holds a very special place in my heart.
Remember the first time I met her? We had tea on your front porch (with Jorie too). I remember being struck by her beautiful voice, thicker, richer, deeper, somehow, as though there was a special message of love attached to each word - and there was! She naturally exuded "acceptance" wherever she would go. I remember retreating down the driveway to the car, pausing for a last wave. Your mum leaned slightly toward you as you stood side-by-side and said something that was meant only for you. But the wind caught it and delivered the message straight to my ears.
"She's very special." she said.
Those words wrapped themselves around my heart and stayed. Any time I've thought of your mum all these years since, or any time her name has come up, I've known that what anyone else might think (including myself), to Mum, I'm very special.