Ein mama dergreykht mer vi a hundert lerers. “One mother achieves more than a hundred teachers.”
— YIDDISH SAYING
Ethel (Edna) Moore. September 29, 1930 to July 4, 2020.
I have had the gift of having 63 years with you as my mother. You raised me to be strong. You raised me to never be satisfied with “good enough”. You held me accountable for my actions. You were tough and had high expectations but there was never any question of how much you loved me. As an adult, when I became the master of my own fate and finally fell off what turned out to be my own pedestal, you never judged my mistakes and were there to support me with unconditional love. You were the grandma that every child deserves. But of all the lessons you taught me, the ones I am most inspired by are the ones you have shown me these last years of your life. They have been difficult for you but you have never complained, nor been bitter or resentful. You got old and you died with grace, gratitude, humility and an open heart. You are my role model not just in life but also in death. Thank you for marrying my father, giving me my brother and sister and for being the best mother a woman could have. I will do my best to honor you by striving to age with the grace that you taught me. Rest in peace with Daddy and Sophie and hold some spots for us.