My friends Mom, whom I’ve known literally my whole life. She lived and now she’s gone and that’s how it works and it doesn’t make any sense to me.
She was the most open person I have ever known. Always spoke what was on her mind whether you liked it or not. Had a strong moral compass and didn’t mind helping you with yours when you needed it.
I’m sure she offended a lot of people with her truth and yet on the day of her funeral that church was standing room only. The procession was from one end of the town to the other.
When she started a sentence with, “SuzyQMagoo let me tell you something…” I was either in trouble or someone else was.
She gave me as many spankings as my own Mother.
The week before she died she called to ask me about my relationship with my parents and before I could answer she said, “SuzyQMagoo, none of that other shit matters. In the end none of it matters. Call your Mother and make sure she knows you love her.”
And of course I did.
She was free in Life and now she’s free in Death.
Something we can all learn from.