Of course I have many wonderful memories of my mother. But I wish I could have known her when I was an adult. For almost 10 years now I have been older than my mother ever was. She was never 40. She was never a grandmother. I wish I was able to look to her at times for direction.
I am even more sad for my brother who doesn't even really remember her. And I am sad for her. I can only imagine the pain of knowing you would be leaving your children forever. We've both struggled from time to time but I am pretty sure she'd be happy with what we've done with our lives. And I'm sure we'll see her again and have the privilege to talk to her.
Some things I remember- she loved red roses. She used a lotion called Rose Milk. She was the middle child. She was a loyal and loving friend. She was a hard worker. She took responsibility for her actions. She loved liver and onions. She introduced me to Der Wienerschnitzel (which I LOVE to this day). She faced her trials with grace.
Sandra Kay Smith
October 10, 1948- June 16, 1982
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