Last night, my dad and I sat and went through all of the mass cards, sympathy cards and flower cards that people have sent over the last week. Tonight, I tried to organize all of them for him on a spread sheet so that he and my siblings and I can divide up the thank you notes so it is not too overwhelming for anyone. Thanks to all of these people, my mom is going to have prayers and masses said for her all over the country. I know that this would make her so happy. She had to stop going to church awhile ago because she just wasn’t able to get through the whole mass with all of her breathing difficulties. I know that was hard for her – not just her breathing, but emotionally as well. I know she enjoyed mass. She always sang louder than anyone there, so for her funeral we chose all of her favorite songs.
I have had so many people come up to me over the last week to offer their condolences. A lot of them knew my mom. Some did not, but after reading about her and all of the great things she has done for the community, many of them realized that they actually knew who she was. Whether they knew her as “The Duck Lady” or” the lady on the bench who talked to everyone,” she was a presence around town.
Her death has made a lot of people sad and although we may not understand why sad things happen, I know that what is helping me, is knowing how much others cared about her. Her kindness towards others was evident and as more and more people tell me how special she was to them, the more uplifted I become.