Edith Stead

When I learned of Edith's death, I did not want to believe it. I wept for the loss of such a special lady. Edith was such a kind generous soul, with a great sense of humor she made me laugh. One night after dinner at her home, she suddenly jumped up headed for the back porch muttering all the way. I followed close behind her, not knowing what to expect. She proceeded to throw tin cans at the raccoon family who were busily trying to take the lids off of her garbage cans, I joined her in...

Sending a little more light your way, mom. I tried to do so while you were here, but very limited success. Love and miss you. I hope you are enjoying time with God, dad, and the host of other key friends and family with you now.