Beyond her families – her family of blood and her church family of the Blood – my mother loves the beach more than anything.
From sun-up to sundown, she was there. Under a umbrella, a book in one hand, her coffee in the other. It has been a family tradition, a Panhandle staple right there with airbrushed T-shirts and fried shrimp dinners.
Jay GreesonLast summer, that changed. We noticed the unexpected behavior change caused by a growing brain tumor. It went from zero to undeniable in the course of a single week.
About a year ago, she had the orange-sized cancerous mass removed from her head. Since then, not a week has gone by that I have not said a prayer of thanks for the skilled folks at Erlanger hospital for their work.
Fast forward to last week. The Greeson clan back on the Gulf Coast.