A Eulogy for a Mother

I have been thinking about the eulogy for Mom's funeral service since before she died.  My sister and I talked about it as we were sitting with Mom on Saturday morning.  I've known I would be the one to write it and to deliver it so it has been in my mind.  Most of the official things are done now, so this morning I decided to sit down and write it.  I found some notes written by Mom on the back of a pink envelope some time ago.  There was a course at church a few years ago which encouraged people to prepare things to make the whole business of dying easier for those left behind and Mom must have taken this to heart.  I made sure I knew where the pink envelope was.  I have been able to use some of her own words in the eulogy.  Good to have something of hers handwritten too.  When I am writing things, I like to hand write them first and then put them onto the computer.  I find the process of writing something with a pen very creative and emotive and easier than tapping away on some keys.  So it is done now.  Mom's story.  My version of it.  My tribute.