She says please and thank you. She takes every visitor with a welcoming spirit. She talks about her loved ones and her students and her faith.
If only for me - and I know it's not only felt by me - she is still a bright light here on earth.
It makes me remember that I should practice a clean tongue. It makes me remember to be patient with my children and strangers in public alike. Indeed she was the one who taught me to speak and smile to all I see. It makes me remember to pray aloud like know one is listening. It makes me remember to say "that tastes good" out loud. It makes me remember to grab a hand and hold it firmly and warmly.
And she teaches me to receive everyday as a gift. Even now she is one of the few people who still tells me I'm beautiful. Everyone needs to hear that... If that's the last thing I remember about my mom I'm satisfied.
Don't we all wish if someone takes away our "filter" that our heart would shine so purely and so genuinely good?
