Do not regret growing older. It’s a privilege denied to many.

Upon losing both of my parents as a young adult, I found myself searching for purpose. Purpose for their lives as well as my own. After months of heartbreak, I came to a comforting realization. Some people have many years to serve a purpose. My mother only needed 53 years to fulfill hers. Every day, she lived life to the fullest. Every day, she gave more than she received. Every day, she loved more than anyone I’ve ever known. She was my best friend, my mentor, my rock. She knew what was in my heart before I knew it myself. Her last text message to me was, “I love you too! I’m so sorry we got this news!” It encompasses her; thinking of us to the very end. I find solace in the fact that she was able to squeeze so much love into her short life. Instead of feeling cheated of years with my mom, I choose to remain thankful for every little moment that I was able to have with her. And for however many years I have left on this Earth, I will strive to fill them with purpose, just as she did.

Happy heavenly 60th, dear Mom!

Stephanie Holladay

Stephanie Holladay is a Roberta’s Legacy board member and always remembers her mom as a beacon of love, grace and humility.