Friday, August 30, 2019
Her giggle was musical as she'd say, "Oh, Marion!" and we'd laugh. We shared so much laughter together, Maxine, Dora & I.
Every time I saw her, she'd added another accomplishment to her life; ministry, counseling, as well as making time for everyone she loved. She always had time. She was tenacious, not ambitious, and did more than the most ambitious. Everything she attained made the world a better place. She attracted love and beauty.
Taylar, after your mother's service, I wrote to Maxine not only to express my condolences but to thank her for helping me feel the Spirit. I had just lost someone special. Together at that service, I felt such healing; it was radiating between us. Such a special moment to share.
Communicating through hand squeezes and eye contact, the last time I saw Maxine I was able to assure her we would see each other again and that I would be conscious of her presence. She understood our grief, still guiding us as she prepared to go, tranquil in her assurance.
Good night, my very dear friend. I will be seeing you.
