On April 25th my Dad-in-law was laid to rest, having fallen asleep at 94 years. He wanted to live to 100, or so he thought for a long time but he was suffering the humbling and troubles that come with living so long.
There is so much that could be said about his life, his influence as a teacher and middle school principal, and a WWII veteran who fought in a tank battalion in the Pacific theater. He was very dear, kind of crusty, affectionate, loving, wise. The Lord was good enough to let me have him – indirectly as my Dad-in-law – for a long time – he even scolded me just as he did his daughter. His wife Sally was a wonderful caregiver, beloved wife, and friend to him – the salt of the earth is Sally.
There was another important person in our lives, my Mother – Elena (Helen) Rose Torelli Thomas. Helen – what a lovely name! And she too was a faithful person who gave of herself to us. Look how sweet!
Today I remember dear Helen, as my husband remembers Grace, his own darling Mother who gave birth to him as a teen, and waited with him for Dad to come home from the war. Because of Grace and Helen we their children wanted for nothing, humanly speaking.
Thank you, Lord Jesus, for your love!