Oh, she wouldn't rate that accolade with a lot of the modern popular set, but she's a hero to me, and frankly I seem to care less and less what the popular set thinks anyway.
She said her goodbyes in advance, and I managed to say it best over there:
When I saw this news, I had to explain to my girls why Daddy suddenly had uncontrollable tears.
Mama, I’ve never made a secret of my admiration for you. Years ago now you challenged me just exactly the way I needed to be challenged, in order to fully (as the saying goes) “run out of excuses” and actually embrace people as they are, not as what they think they are or (worse) what they think they should be. I am so much happier now, for doing that, and of course how could anyone manage to repay that kindness?
Well, I do know one thing I can do, and that is to pass it on–pay it forward, if you will–to my children, in the hopes that they will be able to remain at peace and calm in the turbulent world they will outlive me in. They already know who you are, and they came to comfort me when I told them the news.
Love you, Mama. You will be missed, but what you did for me, and doubtless for others too, will live on with gratitude and enthusiasm.
Thank you, for the attitude, and for your example.
Susan Calloway, aka MamaLiberty, rest in peace.
Sigh. There's another hole in the freedomverse now, and although what she did for me she did long ago now, it still makes me sad.
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