That's the other thing. I have to be careful here not to lapse into sentimentality. I simply want to tell the truth about a remarkable woman known only to a few. This entails improving one's mind within one's limitations, however severe. As long as her hands can quilt, she must quilt.
Arthritis is no excuse.
As long as she can walk, she must walk, regard-less of how awkwardly or painfully. And as long as she can read, she must read, no matter how slowly or haltingly, the best she knows, for Mother the Bible, the Word of God, addressed to the soul concerning the soul, a letter from the Lover to the Beloved. Her favorite passage, as I can attest from the many occasions upon which for my edification she has found it appropriate to call it to my attention, is Romans 8.28. All things work together for good for those who love God, who are called according to his purpose. I shall read it and, if I can manage when the time comes, elaborate upon it at her funeral.