Some weeks are hard. My husband’s mom died after a long battle with cancer. Although she had been sick for a long time, her actual death felt rather sudden.

During her funeral, we were able to see a lot of family we hadn’t seen for a long time. It was a long day though, and on the way home all but two of us slept.

She always remembered birthdays. I will miss her handmade crocheted presents and Christmas pajamas. She was kind and patient and did a wonderful job raising nine children.