She taught me hard days need things, like a bag of chocolate and that it’s ok to sit in the parking lot and eat the entire bag while you cry then you suck it up and get shit done. She taught me hard days need awesome shoes. She taught me that you never go on vacation without plenty of swimsuits, one for everyday and then an extra one. She taught me confidence and to not let anyone see your weaknesses. Hold your head up high and make everyone in the room look at you. She taught me to smile your biggest smile and hug the enemy, show them they aren’t affecting you. She taught me to teach our girls how to smile and to put that crown on your head like princess Diana and wave. She was the original mean girl and I absolutely loved that about her. She wanted to learn how to quilt like Aunt Ruby but she loved buying them just as much. She would hide a body for her boys and never mention another word about it, she was the most loyal, loving mother and a perfect example of how a mother should love their children. I am so incredibly grateful for all the time we spent together wall papering every room, then pulling it all down years later to paint. She always had an idea or project for me. I loved that no matter how it turned out she loved it. So many wonder memories spent shopping and decorating. I am so very grateful for the 27 years she was my mom. I loved the way no matter what my kids could always depend on Mawmaw to be at every concert, dance comp, baseball or football game and she always had an endless stack of credit cards and never even considered telling them no, even if Pawpaw didn’t talk to her for weeks.
To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the world.
Please keep Pat and the boys and our babies in your thoughts and prayers today as we say our goodbyes to Janet so unexpectedly and way too soon.
Kristy McClelland
