It was our Mother Lois's birthday several weeks ago, I miss her very much, so I remembered our Mother with a candle in my church on that day. My sister Jane was really like a Mother to me too, in so many ways, all through the years since our childhood together. Jane would come to my late brother Jimmy's and my apartment with lasagna and other food, that she would make for us, and then proceed to clean our apartment. It goes much, much deeper than that, on the level of her "mothering-care" towards us, as our real Mother was off in her new life, in another state at the time.
I'll never forget the concern and "mother-love" that Jane showed me, at the time that I was very ill and bed-bound with "mono". Jane was 5 months pregnant at the time, so she was not suppossed to be exposed to me, in my condition with this illness. Still, my sister/mother Jane would come over, and leave crock pots filled with beef stew, or home-made soups for me at our apartment door. Jane would then come in later, (when I was not so contagious) and she would clean the apartment, and then even take some of our laundry, to do it for us. (Despite that fact that Jane had two children of her own, and a baby on the way). That is the kind of sister/mother that Jane was to me. We would talk almost every day (and often several times a day), during the last ten years of her life, that I was lucky enough to have my sister living closer to me. I will never forget all the things that Jane did for me, and I remember my beautiful sister every day, that I am still fortunate enough to be on this Earth. Thank you for reading my words today. Love and Light to you.
