She was magic. She taught us how to catch butterflies, make home made bread, make a bed with hospital corners, tie my shoes, sing silly songs, how to read, she is the reason I am a writer…she is the reason why I am who I am, because I am my mother’s daughter. And now I must learn how to live without her. This wonderful, magical, strong, independent, feisty, loving loyal woman.
On July 13th, my beautiful mother, passed away. My father and I were holding her hands. She did not suffer. She very peacefully and gently slipped from our hands into the big hands of God. While it was the most painful moment of my life, it was also the most beautiful. It was my honor and privileged to be there for her, in her moment in that her journey. She was surrounded by love, and I believe she chose that moment herself.
You drew a circle that shut me out, but love and I had the wits to win, we drew a circle that took you in.
Even though we were very close, even though I was there for her during the last 3 weeks, even though we talked almost every day, what I would not give for just one more hug, just one more chance to tell her I love her, just one more chance to hear her voice. Hug your loved ones close, tell them you love them every chance you get, make sure they know.
Even though it is the way of nature – that children say goodbye to their parents, it is a very painful time. I loved my mother very much and I will miss her every day of my life.
And there really is no way to describe such a wonderful woman, who was so full of live, so magic, so wise, and so loved. She was a wonderful wife for 49 years, and an amazing mother. She raised 2 children, 3 grandchildren, and 63 foster children.
So many memories, so such laughter so much love. And above everything that is her legacy: Love
Genny Burch. She LOVED.
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