Beth Wamble Smith
Peggy was a gift to my family, giving my father, Ev, happiness, friendship, and love in his latter years. Peggy was a woman who put others' interest ahead of her own, was humble of heart, and genuinely thought the best of others. She was forgiving and almost impossible to offend because of her gracious heart. She was so easy to be around and a joy to everyone with her humor and kindness. Over the years, she provided me with much great advise about life and relationships. I always said, "I wish I could be more like Peggy!"
I was so fortunate to be able to visit her Columbus Day weekend, less than two weeks before she went to be with the Lord. She was so grateful and happy that Brenda was moving her to live with her while under hospice care. She said, "I'm being treated like a princess!" Our final conversations were about how she met my father, expressing her love for him and for Bo & I, and telling stories about the laughs they had together. She expressed concern about bothering the caregiver to do things for her, not wanting to be a bother. "Peggy, she wants to help; otherwise she'll be bored," I said. "Well, ok," Peggy acquiesced, for the good of the caregiver. :) She even expressed remorse over complaining about her pain and discomfort (which she really did NOT) when she thought about how others, like during the Holocaust, suffered so much more. She was a grateful person...and I am grateful she was in my life.
This world, our world, was a better place because she was in it.
