Life was not always kind to her. She buried her four older siblings, two husbands and her youngest son. Yet she perserved with a smile, at least in front of me. And she was beautiful inside and out. That is what I will always remember.
I am glad that I told her that I loved her a lot. I am glad that for a long time we spoke every Saturday at 6:30pm. I am glad that I shared my love of running and she asked about it constantly. I am glad that throughout the years I bought her every flavor of Mayfield ice cream because that was her favorite brand.
But importantly, I am glad that I knew her. I am thankful that her blood runs through mine because she was amazing. Simply amazing.