On February 25th, my mom Betty Geer (from Lake Charles) went to be with the Lord. She died peacefully in the hospital with my sister Karen and my niece Lori at her side.
As only God could orchestrate, my mom prayed to receive Christ on the Saturday before her death on Thursday. (She had prayed before, but the "fruit" of her interactions with family did not reflect her converstion(s).)
One of the greatest ways to honor the death of our parents is to choose to equally and amicably disperse the material things they left behind. I am very thankful for my extended family.