What a Blessing

She called and said, "Ma, when you come this week please make me Bena."  It was oatmeal special recipe that I made for her as a child.  She loved it and called it Bena so that is how she said it even to her last days.  I told her I would and I would also make her fresh homemade tortillas and sopa.  She loved my cooking and bragged to her friends at work all the time.  She was known at work to be sociable and welcoming and especially nice.  She never forgot someones birthday or anniversary, etc.  When I arrived at her house I found her dusting her furniture and lighting candles.  I asked her why and for whom was she doing it and that she should be resting. She said, "For You Ma."  What a blessing God had given to me.  A beautiful daughter who loved me so much.