Today would have been my mother's 80th birthday. She was born eight days following the death of her father. He was aviator and was teaching a student to fly. Twice the man froze at the controls, but the second time it claimed the life of two men, leaving two families without husbands/fathers. My mother was blessed to be raised by her mother, grandparents and many aunts and uncles. I know she missed the man she never knew and all she had to remember him by was his broken, smoked stained goggles, and a few small items that was saved by an aunt for her from the wreck. I believe this great tragedy in Mother's life was used to shape and make her the woman who gave birth to and raised four children. I am so thankful that God gave me a loving mother who always wanted the best, not just for her children, but grandchildren, and great-grandchildren. Even though she is not with me, I want to say "Thanks Mom, I love you!"
2 Corinthians 5:7 "For we walk by faith, not by sight:"