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A Life Well Lived

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“Her life was not an easy life.  She experienced heartache and hardship, but it was a life well lived.” This is a phrase I found myself repeating to mourners who came to pay their final respects at my mother’s funeral this week.

I’ve penned more than one post in the past (As is the mother, so is her daughter. Ez. 16:44, Happy Special Birthday, A Very Special Mother’s Day) that offered a glimpse into my mother’s 86 years on this earth.

The Great Depression.  The deaths of two husbands and one infant daughter.  Life as a widow raising four children—two of whom gave her more than her deserved share of trouble (yours truly among them). The deaths of both parents and five siblings—three sisters and two brothers. Decades plagued by the effects of emphysema (chief among them—a susceptibility for pneumonia).  Cancer.  These are a sampling of challenges my mother faced in her 86 years and seven months this side of heaven.

 

Love.  Laughter.  Family.  True, genuine, nurturing and caring friendships.  Travel.  A 25-year career working for folks who weren’t only employers but dear friends as well. Secure knowledge in her place in heaven upon departing this earth. These are the things that made for a life well lived.

Ruth Ann Cassella;  born January 6, 1931 – died August 4, 2017, following a life well lived

Happy Birthday

Britt

Today, we celebrate the birth of an utterly amazing woman who took the world by storm 32 years ago this very day.  Happy birthday to our beautiful daughter, Brittany.

Britt, seeing the person you’ve evolved into over the past three decades is what allows me to parent your very precocious brother today.  Through you, I am blessed to see the beauty that lies on the other side of the parenting mountain.

You are fierce!  You are strong!  You are brilliant!  You are light!  You are laughter!  You are love!  And you are loved.

Today, we celebrate you, my beautiful daughter.  The world is a much better place because of you.

The relationship between parents and children, but especially between mothers and daughters, is tremendously powerful, scarcely to be comprehended in any rational way.         ~ Joyce Carol Oates