Tuesday, April 15, 2008
OT, Hoping You'll Indulge Me
This post is dedicated to my mom.
Shirley Jean Hovaten Ham Becker died about 3:30 am on April 5th. I know she died when she was supposed to, but earlier than she should have. I'm just grateful to God I was visiting when she passed away and didn't have to receive one of those long-distance, middle-of-the-night calls.
She was one of those women who came out of a childhood environment social workers would condemn today, and given enough staff, would sweep in and save the children. Back then, it was pretty much up to the children to save themselves.
Mom passed on that beautiful strength to my sister and I. From her, we also received our love of reading and books—especially mysteries and suspense—and our love of animals and nature. She blessed me with the slow-to-go-gray gene and my sister with hazel eyes.
Mom was diagnosed with COPD and CHF ten years ago. I believe she's free of pain today and finds it easier to love and be loved. Her obituary talks about her enjoyment of card games, and I'm here to tell you she loved to win.
Right now I drift between not believing her death is real to feeling immeasurable loss. Faith and family are the great connectors for all things rough in this life.
And, oh yeah—friends.