Stronger

If I had to say one thing about my mother, it would be that she is incredibly strong. Her strength is something that really can't be put into words for somebody to understand unless you have been around her and seen her. Mom has always had this incredible ability to overcome and do more than most. It's uncanny how nothing stops her. I often look at her and then consider the women that I know or meet along the way and she stands head and shoulders above them all in a way beyond comparison.


God doesn't make women like Margaret anymore.

I don't know where she got her grace either.....she grew up in the deep south and all of her sisters have the same charm. There is a propriety in her demeanor that underlies her voice and actions. She also has a very direct way of communicating which leans back to her strength. If it is on her mind, she will say it. She is a fighter in every way and nothing keeps her down which is the most incredible thing about her. It's probably her faith that drives it all and that is the one quality that I wish that I had from her. Mom has a daily faith that guides her every action whether the sun shines or it rains. She finds a way to make it through it all and there are not many people that can say that. How could I ever begin to repay this gift? I have not thought much about Houston recently but tonight I started thinking about going back and it made me sad in a way. I don't want to leave her.