Things We Want To Say
On Sunday, January 5, 2025, our mother died peacefully at home. She was eager to go to her eternal Home. We are honoring her wishes not to have a memorial service but also to give people who knew and loved her an opportunity to share their thoughts. Feel free to add your comment below and read through what others have had to say.
Her Children Remember…
Tim Tedder
I was in 6th or 7th grade when I came home from school to find Mom waiting with a small paintbrush and a pint of glossy red paint. She encouraged me to go through the neighborhood and offer to repaint people’s mailbox flags for 10 cents. It was an awesome idea, and I did great until Mr. Tipps gave me 25 cents to touch up the name on his mailbox as well. I tried, but then ran away, embarrassed, as red dripped down like blood from his name. Still, it was a creative idea and just one example of how Mom encouraged me to think outside the box (pun intended) - something that’s always been a part of me.
Terri Best
Mom was a disciplined, chaotically organized woman. Some of my earliest memories of Mom were of her getting up early in the morning and doing her Royal Canadian exercise routine. She did this every morning, faithfully, for many, many years. Even as she got older, she would do her stretching routine and loved walking outdoors. Up until 6 months ago, she went for a daily walk around our neighborhood. Included in her life of discipline was her ability for chaotic organization. Mom accumulated a LOT of stuff but did it in a very organized manner and usually knew where things were. Now it is my pleasure to go through the chaotic organization :)
Todd Tedder
Some of my earliest memories are of sitting in church, next to Mom, always in the front pew, as my father did his thing from the pulpit. Sunday after Sunday, Mom brought a stack of scrap paper on which she had crafted word and spelling games for me to work on while Dad preached.
It wasn't just about keeping her youngest occupied to avoid acting up; my mom was teaching me the fundamentals of reading and writing before most parents even thought of the challenge. Mom always encouraged me to strive forward and do my best. She never stopped. I cannot remember a single ballgame or performance she missed throughout all my schooling years. Mom was always there. She was my biggest fan.
I did not make life easy for Mom, but she never gave up on me. She always let me know she loved me and was praying for my safety, recovery, and salvation. In the end, she saw me healthy, happy and living a life pleasing to God. On her last day, she flashed me with her beautiful blue eyes and, with a smile on her face, told me she loved me and would see me in heaven.
So, Mom, thanks for never giving up. I love you, and I'll see you down the road.
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