My Mother Died Peacefully in My Sister’s & Stepfather’s Arms

Thank you so much for praying and for your very kind notes.

My mother died peacefully tonight in my sister’s and stepfather’s arms. I arrived soon after and had the privilege of coordinating things with the mortuary service/nurses, calling my mother’s best friend in the world (my Godmother, Anne Parat—creator of my girls’ inimitable Kikis) to share the news “in person” as much as possible, driving my stepfather home and tucking him in safely … and now it is 1:15AM and I’m going to try to get a little rest before the service opportunities of the week.

Thanks again for praying. I miss my mother terribly already. But I have no regrets re: “I wish I had told her how much she meant to me.” Or, “I wish I had thanked her for all of the great ways she blessed me and many others.” Or most importantly, “I wish I had been more bold or faithful in sharing Christ with her.” By God’s grace, and even in the face of my many failures, I have as clear a conscience as I can have as I say, “Thank You, Lord, that You gave me the grace and perseverance to love my mother.” Because then I go to be loved by her too! And she was a good friend to me.

 Tonight I am very sad. But I still hold out true hope for her salvation. Even just one moment, one breath of saving faith could have been given to her by our merciful God. One drop of His blood is sufficient! And I’m still hoping that The Great Exchange happened for this dear woman whom I loved.

Thanks again—

Your friend,
Tara B.