I would like to tell you all, and the world, that raising you four boys was my greatest accomplishment.
Nothing feels better than frying up ten pounds of chicken, creaming ten pounds of potatoes, and cooking four cans of green beans and seeing you boys and Daddy clear the table...wonderful times and good memories. Our conversation was so boring that I could sleep thru it...but you guys and Daddy could talk about History or Science from beginning of supper till the end.
Every night was family night at our house..we ate our nightly family meal at the table, all together. There weren't many excuses accepted when someone wanted to be absent for our evening meal. We knew each other very well...I thought those days would never end, but they did, and now things are so different...Daddy is gone and all you boys have your family but I have my memories.
I loved our time together and it was worth every dish I cooked and every tear I have shed over you boys to have the privilege of being your mother.
I love you very much and hope you give your children the legacy we left you boys...not money, not fame but family...
What more could anyone ask for in this life....