Tuesday was a difficult day for many people in our church family and others outside our church family as well. Tuesday, an integral part of our family moved. She had been planning on moving to be closer to her family in another part of the state. But she made a more distant move – still to be with family, but farther than any of us expected.
Norma was one of those people that could not – and would not – be ignored. When she entered a room you knew it. Her personality was contagious and her wit infectious. She rarely was speechless when it came to the banter she and I shared – and there was plenty of banter. She was faithful to attend church every Sunday morning and Sunday night. She was also present every Wednesday night for Bible Study.
She was a career military wife and she loved it. She loved to talk about it. She was proud of her husband who served his country with all he had. She was proud of all her family members who have done and are doing the same.
Her biggest chide at me (and it came every time I saw her) was the appearance of my shoes. Being a military wife, she was used to shoes being spit shined. She expected to see her reflection in the toes of my black dress shoes. So each time we saw each other, she looked immediately at my feet with a smile on her face. When she would “get on to me” for my shoes not meeting her expectation, I would politely smile and tell her, “next week I will drop them off at your house on Saturday and let you take care of that for me.” Of course I never did – but it was all part of the playful exchange we had just about every week.
Norma, you have been such a vital part of the ministry here and such a dear friend to so many – especially me! You will be missed!
Sunday is coming – now where is my shoe polish?
