... these Matriarch's that made everything okay. Great women of faith who love the Lord fiercely. Who walked in great wisdom. Who loved unconditionally and unselfishly. Who sacrificed much for me. Who loved me deeply and I love deeply back. One is in heaven and one is in Arlington. Neither close enough to touch. One whose hand I still get to hold, not nearly often enough. She still knows me. My Momma knew me like no other. Such pieces of my heart. Such a tapestry thread all through my life. Blessed, it's just not a large enough word.