On Aug. 23, my siblings and I lost our mother, who was 97 years old.
Although she was an only child and raised by a single parent, she and our father had nine children. It wasn’t until after Dad’s death in 1989 that we realized who the real source of strength was in the family.
Mom was independent and completely engaged in life until a stroke took her down when she was 89 years old. She enjoyed playing cards often, staying abreast of politics, keeping in close contact with her children, family and friends, and helping others whenever there was a need.
Her last few years were necessarily spent in nursing care. However, she had an influence on everyone who crossed her path until the day of her death.
Our mother was a loving disciplinarian who set the example. We challenged her often when we were younger, but she loved us unconditionally.
We are grateful that we had the good fortune to be a part of her life. She instilled in us life skills that we unknowingly incorporate into our daily routines. She is missed dearly, as we loved her heart and soul.
Her daughter, Carole Fisher
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This article appears in Remembering 2022.
