Meet Volunteer Beverly Patrick
Beverly Patrick is a long-time participant in our
“Hey, There Pretty Lady”
My Dad wasn’t into “ordinary.” He couldn’t remember a birthday and didn’t worry about what groceries to buy for the week. His role in life had always been “the rescuer.” You needed to move to another third floor apartment, my Dad had a truck and a strong back.
Mother & Daughter on Losing “G-mom”
Grief is never isolated to one person; it is felt across communities and especially across families. These two accounts--one from the daughter and one from the granddaughter--highlight that reality.
Southern Women: My Two Examples of Strength
"I’ve discovered that grief wouldn’t exist without love, and the more you love someone the more profound your grief will be. With my father’s passing, I was angry like my Grandma. I was mad at God. With my mother’s passing, though, I realized I was like Mimi. Even though it felt like there was a hole in my heart, I could see and feel that God was all around me. There were too many signs of His love and that He DOES have a plan. It’s hard to deny."