A great lady named Lovie died last week. My brother and I called her "MawMaw". She helped raise numerous family members from her own children, step-children, and grandchildren. They were each better for it.

She was 92, lived a strong life and will be missed by many.

Her funeral is today in Charleston, West Virginia. I am saddened to not be with the rest of my family to remember her greatness and the countless ways she helped to shape us. But I am comforted in the knowledge that I can take the memories of our time together anywhere I may be.