A Life Lived Well

We recently celebrated my mother’s 90th birthday with a big party, a week at a cottage on the St. Lawrence River, and many hours of laughter and reminiscing. She is an example of a life lived well.

It hasn’t been an easy life for her. She grew up as a poor farm girl where the average snowfall was 10 feet. She lived in a house with no electricity or running water, but she did have a two-seater outhouse—to which they had to dig a snow tunnel to during the long winter months. Her father died tragically when she was just 14, and that plunged the family into further poverty.

As an adult, she became a nurse. But when WWII came, she did factory work to help with the war effort. When she met my father, they married and spent five precious years together. They struggled financially and worked hard, had my brother, and was expecting me. But their time together was cut all too short when my daddy died three months before I was born. Again she lost nearly everything since they didn’t have insurance at the time.

Now a struggling single mother of a toddler and newborn, Mom had to continue her nursing career while my grandma and uncle cared for us when she worked. When I was four, my mom remarried, had three more children, and faithfully cared for all five of us. Many tragedies, trials, and challenges swept through our family, but Mom never lost her faith and always trusted that God would give her the strength to overcome whatever challenges came her way. Now, at age 90, she still trusts God every day.

That is a legacy I embrace. Trust. Faith. Knowledge that God will give me the strength to overcome whatever challenges might come my way. That is a legacy of a life lived well. Thanks, Mom!

What kind of legacy have you received from your parents? I’d love to know.

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