03/15/2025
How does one sum up 97 years of a life well lived?
Words fail me, but the feelings, the memories, and the love for my most amazing mother will sustain me the rest of my days.
Anita Clarice Steele Jones, you were one of a kind.
Elegance personified. A fashionista before that was a thing.
A loving wife to a hard-working physician whose home was filled with music, dancing, laughter, and the chicest parties ever.
A doting mother to my big brother and me. Present in the truest sense of the word.
A loving grandmother who cherished sleepovers, dessert for breakfast, and teaching the art of a perfect thank you note.
An interior designer with a flair like no other.
Community champion who taught me by example the power of giving of one’s self.
As a child, when I began to understand the concept of death, I dreaded the moment I might lose you. That moment arrived at 7:11 am yesterday.
It was as gut-wrenching as I imagined, but I am so grateful for the long, impactful life you lived.
Thankful especially for the last 20 years together, through triumphs and challenges that cemented our bond beyond imagination.
I miss you. Yet, you are still here.
In Lindsey’s eyes when she smiles.
In Lou’s laugh when he shares a funny story about you.
In every fiber of my being.
Thank you, God, for gifting me with my most amazing mother who taught me how to love — and how to live.
I love you, Mommy. Now and always.
Rest well.
