My mother, my angel

When Woman's World reader Richenda Janeen Hershey was grieving her mother, she was inspired to write a poem that brought her peace. She writes:

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My mother died in January of 2020. I was an only child, and it was always me and Mom. We were best friends, and I always knew I could count on God and her to love me—no matter what.

But her last six years were hard. She moved in with my family, and I became her caregiver. Seeing her like this just crushed my heart and soul.

During her last month, she was in a hospice facility, and I stayed with her for seven days. Some days she spoke, and others we just sat holding hands.

One day, it began it snow. It was calming to watch it. Mom looked out the window and, surprisingly, she spoke one word. “Beautiful.” I asked, “The snow?” She said, “No…us.”