A Mother’s Gifts and St. Teresa of Calcutta

My Mom passed away a little over a year ago.  I miss her just as much now as then—perhaps even more.  I have been wondering why that is so.  I think it is because, over time, I have been able to dwell on the precious gifts she left me and my family.  I always knew she had these gifts, but I should have told her how much they were valued.  I think she knows!

She had a tremendous faith in God and she exemplified that through all of her interactions.  She didn’t speak ill of others, and she always tried to bring out the best in people.  We used to joke that she could talk to anyone whether she had known them for fifty years or had just met them.

My Mother was in the habit of writing notes, and I mean copious notes!  My sisters and I were amazed at finding numerous journals and diaries throughout her house.  We also found hundreds of notes tucked into books she had read.  They were either synopses of things she had just read or quotes from the text.  She also kept lists of things to do, ways to organize her life, and books she wanted to read.

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