To my boys, the famous Sons 1, 2, and 3, I remind them that she loved them fiercely, a lioness for them. Let no one cross her line in the sand there! I am glad to say "remind" because this love is ingrained and like structural timbers to their personalities, and they know this and always have. Keep that to the fore, O Sons. Daughter1, she loved you and was thrilled beyond words, as you know, to find out about Grandson1. She delighted in having you in our home, one more woman to stand with in a house like ours. We only can imagine how she would have loved your son.
I owe a life of thanks to my in-laws. In-laws take a lot of guff, especially mothers-in-law. I will testify that they had many more reasons to have qualms and doubts about me than I about them! Yet they recognized that I loved her and would, and they took me in as a member of the family.
So I say Happy Birthday, my Bethie. I am so glad we got to celebrate so many together, and I will sorely miss you on this one. Perhaps the weeks of fragility have been to let out the pressure slowly so the kettle does not blow up on this date. Who can say? I just give thanks to you, Gentle Reader, for your fellowship and support for us. Thank you, O Lord, for who and what you gave me.