And I still miss her. I was 28 years old. Merrill and I had just celebrated our 8th anniversary. My mama had sent me a beautiful card and wrote in it that we could celebrate once we were back together....Merrill was away with the military. We had one child and my mama was looking into how to help us get pregnant. She was strong. She was independent. She was a business woman. She loved the underdog. She loved a challenge. She had a fantastic mind. She made more than her fair share of mistakes. She owned up to them. She was complex. She was passionate. She loved my dad. She hated my dad. She and my dad were nearly an unstoppable team. She had lost a child. She was 58. She was happy. She was at peace. She was honest to the core. She was a believer. She loved her Lord and Savior. She knew July 10th would be a special day. Did she know that was the day she would meet her Savior face to face?? I will never know the answer. She helped to mold me into the person I am today. I
Merrill and I thought we would teach our children about the world, instead we are teaching the world about our children.