Mom Is Now Singing With The Angels
Greetings from the island everyone. I hope that all of you are doing well and starting to dry out from this monsoon season we have had the past 6-8 weeks. On the island, a full 19” of rain has fallen since the end of April. I’m pretty sure that’s enough already.
It is with the deepest of regrets, and the saddest of hearts, to speak of my mom, Leona, making the heavenly journey to be with the Lord on Monday night, May 31, at 11:10 p.m. I am so thankful to have been notified beforehand, and immediately making the trek across the bay to spend her last worldly hours with her, before she joined the angels. Even when the passing of your mother is not entirely unexpected, it is still very difficult, and a heavy heart-breaking burden to bear.
In March 2002, after having worked on my island cabin for two full years, and then making the decision to make the island my full time, and only residence, my mom was both my biggest supporter. . . and biggest worrier. I believe that is just the way of loving and caring moms. In her mind, I was jumping from the frying pan, being a police officer. . into the fire, by living alone and away from help on an island.
Mom loved coming out to the island when she was still in good health. She loved walking on the beach picking up seashells, and catching redfish on finger mullet. Mom caught her very first flounder fishing off my pier in front of the island house, and she was so proud when I had a picture of us together and her holding it up, put in the local newspaper. I believe that one of the very best Thanksgivings we shared as a family, was when everyone came out to the island and we had Mom’s delicious chicken dressing, and fried fresh oysters that we gathered from right in front of the island cabin. It was great!
My mom had one of the kindest hearts that ever walked upon God’s soil. When I would make my weekly trips in to visit with her at the nursing home, she would so enjoy going to Skillets for pancakes, Whataburger for her patty melt sandwiches and Dairy Queen for her small strawberry sundae or banana split. And it was never a quick trip out to the car or leaving anywhere, because she would have to stop and talk to everyone, taking their hand and asking how they were doing. She genuinely cared about everyone. . . such a kind and God loving heart.
I miss you and love you, mom. . I forever will. A piece of my heart is now missing, only to be replaced when I see you again. Please keep an eye on me from above and guide me safely. And give Delton a hug for all of us.
That’s it from the island for now; everyone take care, have a wonderful day and tell your mom that you love her, whether in person or by way of a heavenly message.
