Nana Moore I am here today to celebrate the life of the strongest woman I have ever known, my mother-in-law, Mary Ann Wilson Moore...She has been known by alot of names throughout her life, born Mary Ann Wilson, but also known as Mary or Maryann by close friends, Ms Mary or Ms Moore by her daycare children, but her most cherished names were Ma, Momma, Grandma, and Nana proudly spoken by her children and grandchildren. Last names beyond those mentioned, we won’t even worry about today. She fondly had nicknames for each of her grandchildren, Lil’ Curtis, Nee Nee, Puka, Tuka and Muka. She loved her family with all her heart. Even in the past few years, struggling with several illnesses, she broke through smiles and bragged about her only great grandson and how wonderful he is. I am sure everyone is this room has a wonderful story to tell about her. She was so loved by so many people. She could make a friend so easily and instantly. It always amazed me how people took to her and loved her within the first few minutes meeting her. She was just as beautiful inside as she was outside. She had a love for life. She was a fighter for truth and righteousness. She would always say to me, baby God sits high and looks low. He will take care of everything. Don’t ever be scared to stand up and ask God for the strength to get through, He will always help you. There are so many reasons I say she is the strongest woman I have ever known. In the 24 years I was blessed to have her in my life, she always led by example. She endured everything that came her way, whether it was growing up without her parents, losing them at a young age, growing up in the south during segregation. Going through so many trials and tribulations but never did she waiver in her love for life, God, her children, her grandchildren, extended family and dear friends. Nor did she ever waiver from her belief that life is worth fighting for. I watched this woman battle an ulcerated leg, breast cancer, strokes, tia’s, diabetes, allergies, cardiac issues, a clot on her brain and on her lung as well as a spot on her liver, all along running her daycare business 2 shifts a day for almost 2 decades, going to church faithfully on Sundays, and making time for all of us, saying she is fine to not worry any of us. She is just amazing. Let’s not forget her phenominal gourmet cooking, straight from her heart, every bite more delicious then the prior one, how awesome her cookouts and holiday parties were. She loved to make people happy. Also, her sewing skills, making beautiful dresses, drapes, and even sweatshirts! But most importantly how she carrier herself throughout her life. I used to describe her by saying she is a beautiful southern bell. Any outfit she wore, she wore with style, any way she wore her hair, even when she was bald during chemo or when she wore wigs, she was so beautiful. There was never a day that she didnt look absolutely classy and beautiful. I dont want to ever forget how she looked at Disney when she drove up in a beautiful white Lincoln town car, stepped out in a spectacular outfit from hat to shoes, head to toe. Everyone stopped, trying to figure out what star just drove up. That was her, the star of the show, stopped traffic and didnt even realize it. I remember when I was dating my husband, he had a picture of her in his wallet and I actually thought it was another girlfriend! He had to introduce me to her for me to believe that was his mother. She looked too young in that picture for me to believe it. I am certain that she is smiling right now because she is not in pain, she is free and I am also certain that she will watch her loved ones, especially her grandchildren throughout their lives, cheering them on every step of the way. I know she was greeted home by her parents, her brother Robert, her father-in-law Fred, her cousin Lucille, her best friends Pete, Betty, Aunt Erma, Uncle Herman, and many others that have gone before her. I thank her for giving birth to the love of my life. She raised a wonderful man I can attest is a great husband, father and human being, her son Ron. Thanks Ma for sharing him! I love you, Ma! I will miss her until I see her again. Heavenly Father, please hold her in your arms until then. Love, Ron, Susan, Anthony (Puka), Trevor (Tuka), Cameron (Muka)
Posted by Ron, Susan, Anthony, Trevor, Cameron Moore on August 3, 2019