Mom's funeral was four years ago on November 8 at the same church where Dad's birthday celebration was held, and her body was buried in the cemetery behind the church. This was the first time I saw the marker -- the musical notes reflect her love of music. Mom (Dot to some and Gramma Dot to many grandkids and great grandkids) played accordian, piano and organ; and she and her siblings (plus a few other relatives) formed a gospel music group that used to sing in area churches. Mom also led the church choir. The roses on the other side of the marker reflect her favorite flower. The names of us five kids are also listed, as being a wife, and a mom (and later a gramma) were the roles she valued highest. I have NEVER heard anyone say a negative thing about Mom, especially the grandkids. All of them (and there were about 35 of us when she passed) thought she was the greatest. The cross is also significant; I'm not sure when Mom found faith, but once she did, she shared that faith in her quiet, unobtrusive gentle way -- living it more than talking about it. She didn't want people talking about her at her funeral; she wanted them to know about her God and Savior. They talked about her anyway; you can't help but love someone who loves others as much as Mom loved her God and others, and you can't help but talk about how their faith impacted yours.
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