When Don's mom, affectionally known to us as Honey Bunny, passed away in 2017 she left a couple of bequests. One was to Otterbein College (see page 32) where she and the love of her life met. The other was to Ewing Presbyterian Church.
Last weekend the church held a ceremony to dedicate the new front porch on the church office and the new handicap lift in the education building. During the two-part dedication ceremony, church representative Don L. added they tithed the bequest, and local organizations received surprise donations on her behalf. As he read the list, it felt endless. I mean that in both a good and bad way.
We also donated a picture she painted of the Victorian house next to the picture and asked that it be in lieu of a plaque. They bought a bronze plaque anyway. Thankfully that is smaller than they intended.
My feelings that day were torn. I am proud of my mother-in-law for thinking of others upon her death. Don's parents were faithful donors to both the church and their alma mater (though, after Don graduated from college, he learned learned they did not graduate from the school). Both organizations were surprised by the generous bequests (I am glad they did not announce a dollar amount, nor will I since it is not my story to tell). Many say they'll do that, but don't.
On the other hand, I wish they had spent more of the money on themselves while they were alive. Honey Bunny collected many travel brochures, but the only trips they took where when we physically took them on vacation. Even those trips were only three or four days long (Don's dad's expression was after three days fish and friends smell, or something to that effect). Their home was modest. Honey Bunny was a packrat spending much money on UFOs (a nickname given by crafters to UnFinished Objects) and books. Stuff.
We come into this world with nothing. We take nothing into the next world.
A few pictures from the day:
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