Tonight I had the pleasure of watching the Frank Capra classic, It's a Wonderful Life, on the big screen at Corner Theatre. While watching the movie, I was struck with the thought of a wonderful life that was lost this year, my mother. I thought of all the lives she touched over the years and how much she made a difference in this world. Of course, without her, there would be no me and my children would have never been born. I think of all the people she met and influenced through her work with the public and all the children she gave her time and talent to through the years. All the times she picked up little girls for cheerleading practice and how she gave time and attention to each one. And how they would come back to her and thank her for everything she had done for them. One of those young girls found herself expecting a child while she was just a teen. She came to tell my mother of her situation, because she was worried what my mother would think of her. But, my mother just held out her arms and gave her a big hug and told her that she loved her and gave her support and encouragement. I think of another little girl, who found herself on the wrong side of the law, later in her life, and how my mother never gave up on her and always gave her the benefit of the doubt. My mother always believed in and tried to help those whom the world turned away. She helped the alcoholic, the poor, the sick, the prisoner, and the widow. I can't count the times she gave her own money and food to her neighbors or how she organized to buy Christmas gifts for a needy family. She was once a poor little girl herself, and never forgot how that felt and how others had helped her. And when I think of all the children who were taught religious education by Miss Rose, it brings tears to my eyes. She led so many little souls to Jesus. She was a loving, giving, and devoted daughter, sister, wife, mother, grandmother, and friend. It goes without saying that my mother was always there for me and my children. She never missed a field trip, class party, or activity in which I was involved. And she adored her grandchildren the same way. I've never seen a more loving and giving mother and grandmother. That's why our hearts will always be broken. And while no life is perfect, our gifts and talents do not go unnoticed by God. I know without a doubt that my life and the lives of many others were forever changed for the better by the life of my mother. Rose Marie Allen Taylor, your life was definitely wonderful!! Thank You and Merry Christmas Mother!! I love you!!
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