Karen Bullock
October 24th 2021 is again a bittersweet day for me as 84 years ago today my mother was born in Freeland PA and one year, 7 months and 7 days ago she was destined to step off the path we were traveling on so closely together to touch the face of God and start tending His gardens forevermore. As the uncertainty of this pandemic was unfolding at the time of her passing, we were only able to have a small graveside burial with anticipation of a service TBD. Yesterday, October 23rd, 2021, after 19 long months, family and friends were invited to gather together to Celebrate the Life of The Flower Lady, Minerva Bullock, and what a beautiful day of remembrance it was. And what better time to come together with memories to honor her than on the weekend of her birth. Without a doubt, my mother has cast many stones across the waters of her life which have created many, many ripples that have touched many lives and those ripples will be ongoing into the future. I know for certain I will continue to feel her ”ripples” until my last breath is drawn.
Our deeds are like stones cast into the pool of time; though they
themselves may disappear, their ripples extend to eternity.
Rest in Peace my sweet, gracious, wonderful mother and know that I miss you, I love you, and while I will never be able to “fill your garden gloves”, you will always be in my heart and soul, and forever in my thoughts. I know without any doubt that we will see each other again when my journey will finally lead me home to be with you and until that time, I am patiently waiting, counting every blessing, letting go and trusting what I cannot see, and I am absolutely very grateful and thankful God chose me to place in your arms all those years ago. My life has been blessed beyond all measure to have you as my mother as well as my best friend and I am very much comforted to know that I have always been and I will always and forever continue to be my Mother’s JOY
