It is with sadness and joy that I write that Ernie’s mom, Pat Rice, went to be with The Lord last Friday. I am thankful that she is out of pain and in a better place, but selfishly, I do mourn her loss. She has been my other mother for the last 37 years.
As I remember back, she was always willing to help out. When we lived in Nashville she came to help me with both babies. She was always very helpful and would do things around the house so I could spend time with my new babies. As they grew, she and J.W. would come and we would go on short trips together, I wish I had my pictures scanned in so I could share some. I fondly remember feeding the duck with them at a park over in East Tennessee close to the Cumberland Gap area. We took a great trip to Orlando, Florida and went to Disney World and Universal City. Such fun times.
Pat was the one who drove me home from work at the news of my mother’s passing because Ernie was on a job out of town. She was good at just being there when you needed her.
I laugh at the stories all the kids tell of their antics when they were young, I can only imagine! I loved the get togethers we had with family and friends, especially during the holidays. You could always hear Pat saying the dressing is just not very good this year, its too dry, its to moist, it doesn’t have enough seasoning, but in reality it was always delicious.
I am thankful we had the opportunity to come visit her a couple months ago when we first found out about her cancer and were able to have good conversations. The last month she has been medicated and really struggling. So I am thankful that she is no longer here and is now in a better place.
Thank you, Pat, for loving us, you will be greatly missed.