Today I really miss Mother Headlam. I remember the times when I would pick her to take her to doctor appointments or whereever she needed me to take her. She was so grateful for me picking her up but I tried to explain to her that I probably got more out of it than her because I needed her wisdom, her advice, her understanding and her love. I know her children and grandchildren really miss her, she was precious to us all. Mother would tell me to "Pray, baby, God is going to work it all out." I miss that so much.
I love you, Mother. I wish you were here to show me what faith in God means. I am going to hold on to the example you showed and the stories you told to remind me that God is able and faithful. Thank you, Mother for allowing me to be one of your daughters.
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