She was like no one I had ever known. She always saw the good 
in everyone. I have no memory of ever being mad at her. We 
always got along very well. Everyone who knew her loved her. 
Even my grandchildren, Hannah, and Chase, loved her and 
grieved over her after she was gone.

I miss her so very badly. But, she had so much pain, it was 
hard to see her hurt and not be able to help with the pain. 

The last time I saw her in the hospital, she was looking up 
toward the ceiling with amazement. I asked her what she was 
seeing. She turned toward me, as if she could not believe that 
I could not see what she was seeing. So, I told her that I 
couldn't see what she was seeing. She said, "It's Jesus!" I 
asked her if it was beautiful. She said, "Oh yes!" with a big 
smile. After that, I knew she was leaving. At that time, I felt 
a little envious of where she was going, without me. I have 
no doubts about where she is and it is good to know that she 
is without pain.

Mazie always loved it when we would get together as a family.
I know that she would have loved to have been here today.