“Those were my final hours with her. …30 hours later, on the day before Easter, she was called by her savior to join the heavenly reunion.”

“This is presented as a tribute to my mother Ruth Viola Scrabeck-Lyons, who died ten years ago, the day before Easter, April 4, 2025.”

In 17 posts, a narrative that started in the spring of 2015 and ended March 31, 2021 is told primarily through emails with my comments.

I’d like to tell you about a church that hundreds loved, but most have left. Ashburn Baptist had such community, like a family. For many...

You can not decorate negligence with honor. There is no substance, no weight to it.

“...with addictions, that which has trapped you becomes a retreat...as if it's supporting you. But you are bound by it.”

“...have given me the gut wrenching dilemma of having to choose truth and conscience over relationship with my father and brothers.”

Though my mother was not terminally ill, my father deceptively took away all professional medical care resulting in her death...