Saying Goodbye To Mother Nixon

"Into each life some rain must fall."

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

 

 

  I received word this morning that mother Judith Nixon passed away last night. I am deeply hurt, but am also somewhat relieved that her pain is no more. 

 
  Mother Nixon had been in my life for as far back as I can remember. Me and my twin brothers were friends with her son, Winston, as children. Winston was one of those kids who immediately became family shortly after we met him. He was there shortly after my mother had died. His father was a career soldier and Mrs. Nixon was an educator. My brothers and I used to love spending the night over his house because Mrs. Nixon would cook great meals, (which we were not accustomed to having), and wash our clothes in her washing machine. We didn't have a washing machine at our home so we were relegated to hand washing our items in the bath tub. Also, food was always an issue at our home. We never had much. As fine as Winston and his family lived he would spend numerous days, and nights, at our home because we did so many things together such as singing, dancing, or just clowning around. I must confess that I secretly wished we would spend more time at his home; primarily because of mother Nixon.

 

  Mother Nixon was so kind and soft spoken. If she ever raised her voice I never knew it. She was strong on education and was so gentle and generous. It wasn't long after that I secretly desired to be her son. 

  Mother leaves behind her loving children; Wayne Winston, Isaac, Mia, Nicole and Nikki; as well as a host of beautiful grandchildren. My comfort comes in knowing that she is now in the loving arms of her husband, Clayvon, (who preceded her ten years ago), and with our Lord in glory.

   It has been said that some people pass through our lives merely to touch our hearts in specific ways. Mother Nixon was one of those such people in my life. I emulated her love for her children. I was motivated to do my best in the field of education. She inspired me to want to provide the best home setting for my own family. I miss her so much already.

  My prayers and hopes are now set towards her children and grandchildren. There is a huge hole left in their hearts and I wish I could hug each of them at this very moment. I know that there will be many endearing memories of mother Nixon for years to come.

  Thank you, Mother Nixon, for being such an influential part of my life.
  Dennis