I first met Bea in the mid 70's. Bea immediately welcomed me into the family. Bea always had a pitcher of ice tea made , and something baked to quench your palate.
Upon the birth of my son Brandon, Bea became an active,loving grandmother. Bea's love and support during Brandon's childhood will never be forgotten or can be replaced. As other grandchildren were born Brandon claimed her as "HIS BEA". Bea would often pick up Brandon from nursery school after a long day at work. Only God knows what they were up to, I would often find cards and flowers on my dining room table for special occasions upon arriving home after work.
Before Bea's stroke we spoke daily, and before my relocation to North Carolina in October 2013, I visited Bea to let her know how much I loved her and would be visiting once I got settled. On Tuesday,May 20th I made a point to visit Bea on my way to New York. After that visit I felt that this would be the last time I would have a chance to again let her know how much I loved her and was eternally grateful for all the LOVE she exemplified.
Bea had such a sweet sweet spirit about her, I often think of her as the "Virtuous Woman", as printed in Proverbs 31:10-31.
My memories go back more than 50 years, to a time when I was a young Mother. Bee's loving spirit touch my life in a way that only she and I understood. Fortunately, years ago, we were able to talk about that special time we shared and I had the chance to express my gratitude for her love of my sons and her grandsons Duane and Larry. When I last saw her, unable to speak, yet she and I went back in time through intense hugs, tears and indelible smiles. For she had been that special person in my life who demonstrated unconditional, generous, genuine LOVE. Her LOVE is seared in my Memory and Bookmarked forever. She helped me turn a life crises into hope and renewal. I'll always remember Bee as an Equisitely Beautiful Woman with an impeccable loving heart. You'll never be forgotten. You'll always be my Muse for the true meaning of LOVE.... To paraphrase Maya Angelou, it's not what people said or what they did , but how they made you feel.... Now rest peacefully Bee....Love, Bev
This picture was taken at one of Aunt Vera's cookouts during the summer of 2010.
