Instead you are forever fifty-eight. You will never be old and I think that would give you a somewhat smug satisfaction.
Your gentle words of encouragement, and unconditional, unyielding love lives on in each of us. We speak your name, recount your wisdom and your fiery, feisty moments - and laugh. You were cute when you were mad - mostly. And sometimes you were fierce.
Your diminutive frame belied your resolute strength, and towering power.You touched many with your quiet unassuming ways. I want to be just like you, and try - every single day.
I find myself wanting to say you passed before your time, but I'm not sure if that is really true. You passed before our time - we just weren't ready to let you go. But you taught us well and left us intact and ever closer.
We are your living legacy - your family.
Today there will be no cake, no fuss, no fanfare. Just a family quietly reflecting, nursing the space your left unfilled. I feel your love - but miss your hugs. And on this anniversary of your birth, I will say what I have said so very often before ... we had the very best.
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