To everything there is a season
Alice Rankin
Photo by Kerri Rankin Thoreson
Life can change in an instant, as our family experienced in the one week since I last wrote this column. My 92-year-old mother passed gently in her sleep in the early morning hours Thursday, joining Jesus, my dad and my brother in Heaven. We take comfort in believing that their reunion was a joyous one.
After 55 years of marriage, my mother was widowed when my father died in 2004, 19 years ago. She experienced the great sorrow of losing a child, when my brother died earlier this year. But most of her 92 years were filled with family, faith, patriotism and books ... lots and lots of books.
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