Christmas came and went. No presents were needed. Thankfully we enjoyed the presence of God and relaxed in a quiet day when there was little to do. All that needed to be done was done already. Mom's instructions had been followed and the visitors had come, the priest had offered his prayers and anointing. On Monday my sister, Laurel came up for the day to spend some time with mom and with us. At about noon mom stopped breathing the thin mountain air and became more alive ever before. Her body quit and her spirit leaped into the awesome presence of almighty God.
Now we could celebrate, and we did. No matter the phone calls to notify family, the coroner sending the sheriff and the sheriff having the paramedics come to make the "declaration". Her home was not empty but full. Filled with grateful family for the long and purposeful life lived. Filled with precious memories of many other Christmases with her children and grandchildren. This world and community is still full of people she touched, children she helped in school, and those who were changed for the better by knowing this follower of Christ and servant of God.

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very inspiring about the gracious way your mother left this life into the life eternal. You were blessed to have that experience to share with others.
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