By Van Yandell
Guest Columnist 

My Mother, The Perfectionist

 

Isaiah 66: 13 “As a mother comforts her child, so will I comfort you; and you will be comforted over Jerusalem.”

My mother was eighty-three years old at the time. That would have made the year 1994. She was still active; driving, going to church, going to stores and anywhere else she wanted. And to say her mind was in better shape than mine would have been an understatement.

Dad had died 10 years previous. Mom was born in 1911 and would come up out of her grave and have words with me if she knew I told that. She lied about her age to the point she had trouble proving her longevity whe...



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