But I think that she found that the
girls were the best in her old age, for if one could not be near her the
other would, and if there is a time in the life of a parent it is when
they are helpless, and a boy is not any good to care for a sick parent
and they have to go without care.
But God be praised for all of the love and honor that was bestowed on
mother before she went home, for God has told us to honor our fathers
and our mothers that their days may be long upon the land which the
Lord, thy God, giveth thee; and we can not do them enough honor for the
love and the all night watching that we have when we are babies, and if
we have all of the love and care that I had, I am sure that a mother
has her hands full; and when now I think of the care and the worry that
it was to take care of my sick body, I can not help telling some one of
it, that they may feel as grateful as I feel, for God did give them love
for me, and if there is one that should feel grateful it is this
feeble-bodied slave girl, for I was such a slave to sickness, and God
was so good to raise me, even me, and I will say, praise His name.
I was telling you of my white mother being so true to the attendance in
the services of God, and I only wish that you would have known her as I
did, for she was more like one of the heavenly host than she was like
us, who are such sinful creatures.
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