In memory of Mummie

Her suffering ended with the day,
Yet lived she at its close,
And breathed the long, long night away
In statue-like repose.

 

But when the sun in all his state
Illumed the eastern skies,
She passed through Glory’s morning-gate,
And walked in Paradise.

 

~James Aldrich, 1810-1856

Ave Maria!  Fifty-seven years ago today my beloved mother, Gladys Yurkevicz Mansfield, "passed through Glory's morning-gate."  Shortly after Mummie's death on December 29, 1955, Daddy found the above, typed it on a sheet of paper which he then inserted into an inexpensive frame, and hung it in his bedroom on the wall next to his rocker, where it remained until he died 17 years later in 1972.  I miss Mummie and Daddy greatly, but what joy fills my heart when I envision them now walking together in Paradise! 

The souls of the just are in the hand of God
and no torment shall touch them.
They seemed, in the view of the foolish, to be dead;
and their passing away was thought an affliction
and their going forth from us, utter destruction.
But they are in peace.
~Wisdom 3:1-3