Today, Nov 22 is absolutely a day that my family will never forget. You see, 3 years ago today my mother went to meet her Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. You know the phrase, “they lost their battle to cancer”? Well, I LOATHE that phrase! If you’re speaking of a person who was born again and washed in the blood then that person did not LOSE the battle. They won the biggest prize in all of creation.
Sally Mae Polly was the smartest, most beautiful woman inside and out. Yes, she had her faults just as any other person but in my eyes, she was as close to perfection as any woman, wife, mother, and friend could be. She loved and was loyal to the bone. She loved her God and served Him with all of her heart…even until her dying day. She loved her husband and her children in the same way. She taught us how to live, love, and laugh!
She was a small woman in stature but she was bigger than any other woman I knew in all other ways. She loved any kind of craft and self taught herself most if not all of them. She loved to sew, spin wool, weave that wool on her loom, crochet, knit, work with stained glass, paint, you name it…she mastered it.
She also loved to dance! She didn’t do it very often but when she got the chance she loved to do that old timey dancing to bluegrass music. Once while she was sick, (maybe only a week before she passed) she was spinning on the floor with her hands raised in the air. My sister asked her what she was doing, and she replied, “I’m dancing for the Lord”.
At 8:23 am on this day 3 years ago she went home. This day on that year actually happened to be Thanksgiving morning. When she passed, as my dad prayed…he told the Lord, “when she comes before your Throne Father, ask her to dance”. I’m sure she did.
So with a heavy heart today, I think of my mom and remember that we shouldn’t only be Thankful for what we have, but for who we have in our lives.