Eulogy for Mom

This is what I wrote and read through lots of tears at Mom’s Requiem mass. The music was done in Plainchant Latin, and as I listened, I felt I was standing at the gates of heaven listening to angels sing. It was exquisite and uplifting.

Mom’s Eulogy

How can I do justice to 74 years of a life lived with what amounts to just a few paragraphs. When I think
of Dianne, I think foremost of things she has said and done over the years that have
stayed with me, words and actions that reflect her essence. Dianne was larger than life for me. She saw
me take my first breath. I have known her all of my life because she was my mother. And she told me I
would always be her little girl no matter how old I was. Some of my earliest memories are of our girl
time together – painting our nails and curling our hair. Mom did all the things for me that a mother does:
feeding us, making clothes for us, caring for us when we were sick, but she also taught my brothers and I
to be honest, have a work ethic, and be persons of integrity. She made sure we thought about and
questioned things. She took us to art galleries, museums, and theaters in Washington D.C., and instilled a love for the arts in us. Most importantly to me, she taught me to say my prayers and imparted her
faith to me, enabling me to develop a deep love for God while I was still a young child.

Mom’s nurturing spirit shone best through her gardening. She turned her entire back yard into a
peaceful sanctuary with many different seasonal flowers, bushes, and trees: using every space, carefully
planning where each plant would thrive, and adding new creations every year. Her essence is still there
in her gardens, where a timeless rose bush graces the porch roof with sprays of pink spilling over the
sides, where birds bathe and hollies offer their food. One can feel her presence there. I think of the
quote by James Russell Lowe which she often repeated, “Not what we give, but what we share, for the
gift without the giver is bare.”

Mom also had a strong will, and she never backed down from a challenge. She went back to school in
her thirties, while raising three children. She acquired a bachelor’s degree in sociology and then went to
Georgetown University on scholarship. There, she earned a master’s degree in demography and
subsequently worked for the House of Representatives, Bell Atlantic, and the Census Bureau as a demographer. She was a published author in her field, and she was named in Who’s Who in American
Women in 1984. After her retirement, she returned to school and earned a master’s degree in history at
the age of 70. She did not see impediments along her path in life. She saw opportunities, and she
achieved what she believed she could do, and she never gave up.

Dianne was a daughter, sister, mother, friend, neighbor, coworker, grandmother, great-grandmother,
and a wife. Her best friend and the love of her life was her husband, David. They shared 35 years
together enjoying their dogs and birds, their gardens, and their many discussions about politics, history,
ancestry research, and the latest good movie. They enjoyed learning, and loving life and each other.

If I look closely at those things I loved about my mother, I find that they are right here within my own
heart and soul. I cherish what I have gained from knowing her, from having loved her, and from having
the privilege of calling her Mom. This quote from Edmund Spenser’s, The Fairie Queene, recently
reverberated in my head until I gave it my full attention and wrote it down:
“For whatsoever from one place does fall,
Is with the tide unto another brought:
For there is nothing lost, that may be found, if sought.”

I leave you with this quote by Saint Teresa of Avila, which I found recently in Mom’s devotional, and
surprisingly, it is one I also know by heart:
“Let Nothing Disturb You,
Let Nothing Frighten You,
All Things are Passing Away,
God never changes.
Patience obtains all things.
Whoever has God lacks nothing.
Alone God Suffices.”

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Nothing is Lost

A quote I’d heard before went vaguely round in my mind almost without my noticing, as I couldn’t quite remember it. I felt as if my mother wanted me to hear it and remember it. Last night, I sat down to watch a movie based on a Jane Austen novel, and there at the end of the movie was the quote:

“For whatsoever from one place doth fall 

Is with the tide unto another brought: 

For there is nothing lost, that may be found if sought.” 

– Edmund Spenser

I am still…..

A special season of my life is upon me. My child has had a child. His introduction to the world gave me a new name, Nana. There is young life in my house once more. His daddy is overseas, so my role in their lives is that much more important right now.

What would appear to be a burden to some, has been the biggest blessing for us. We have pulled together as a family. Everyone voluntarily does their part. We were all there for the birth – my husband, me, the baby’s mom, and all her sisters. I have witnessed tenderness and great strength in us all but especially my husband. My daughter is a natural mother. God’s grace fills my heart with joy, and love abounds. ❤