We lost my beloved mother-in-law, Elsie Jane Black, in September of this year. Mom, or “Momma Else,” as her son and my husband, Eric, called her, had a smile that would light up a room and melt away any troubles. She was a devoted mother, wife and sister. Momma Else was also grandmother extraordinaire to our children, Eric Shiva and Ethan. She never missed an opportunity to utter a kind word or lift up your spirits. We adopted her habit of saying “love” instead of “I love you.” She taught us that love was expansive and so much more than those three little words. Our sorrow was her despair; for every tear we shed, she shed many more. Our joy was her exultation; she met our happiness with exuberant cheers. I kept Momma Else’s many voicemails and one I will cherish is a testament to her unending love, support and encouragement. “You did so good, Vidhya. So proud. You told it good.” You always told it good, mom. We miss you. Love.
Daughter-in-law Vidhya Prakash
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