Staunton Star - Times - Published in the Interest of the Staunton Community for Over 143 Years

On that May day when I gave birth to my firstborn child, I fell in love with a tiny soul. The doctors permitted me to come home from the hospital a few days later and my first Mother’s Day earned me a potted plant at the little church in Goodman, Mo. It was to become the mark of motherhood as I cradled my baby close to my heart.

The journey we would make would be full of goodness and sweet were the days of her “little girl” moments and as she grew into womanhood, held her own children, and kept her own household, yet never truly departing from the heart of the home she had cherished....