Rosalyn Miller Jackson
Nubia, Clifford, and Tina, Please accept my deepest and most sincere condolences at the loss of your Mom. When I saw her picture here, I was just flooded with memories of her on Leslie Street where we all grew up. She was kind, and loving and she looks in-cre-di-ble in this picture. There is no need for me to go on about what she was; preaching to the choir and all of that. You all have known her qualities all of your lives. I was tearful seeing her after all these years, but in my mind I played out a refrain of "what a blessing" over and over again. What a blessing to have had her in your lives for so long. Your memories are much longer, deeper and stronger than mine will ever be, and so your memories of the life she gave you and the wonderful example she set is also an incredible blessing. Stay close to each other. One of you may need more support and more time to heal. Say her name and share those memories you have with each other as often as you can, and slowly you'll smile at them more than cry because the love she shared with you, is the same loves that binds the three of you, and that love,... that love is eternal. It never ends. I love you all, Rosalyn Miller-Jackson