It was late at night and I opened the door to my moms room, she was praying. I don't know if it was a prayer for herself or for the dead. She was never part of the latter group.
She lived a life well justified, she has been more human and more woman than any human or woman I have ever known.
She is with me always, even when she is not with me. She raised us and we have appreciated that of here. She continues to be in my heart forever. This I pray.