Three years ago today, my Mama slipped the earthly bonds of this life. Today, I remember... Nearly three weeks ago, my husband dropped our daughter off at my parents. Several hours later, she called in tears. She'd found Mama unresponsive in the bedroom. And so began the longest two weeks of my life. Even in those first hours, I could see His grace upon grace . Living only 10 minutes from my parents, and reaching the house before the EMTs whisked Mama away. A dear friend coming in to the ER, although she wasn't scheduled to work. Strength to stay awake all night with my Dad and my sister, as we waited for test results. Clarity of mind to make decisions. Mama was transported to a large hospital over an hour away. During the days that followed, I was blessed with friends nearby who opened their home, friends who prayed, friends who provided meals for my family. A boss who understood I needed to be with Mama. Traveling mercies on those journeys. An ama...