My Mom (and Dad, too) has been gone for nearly 10 years, I know your mother is gone awhile too.
But, one of the guys, (the retired physics professor), Shep, who only knows me, had never met anyone else in my family, had somehow met a guy (at Outdoor World, a sporting goods store) that had, in times gone by, known my whole family.
And he said to me, "Barry, I met this guy, George, that knows you from the islands, and knew your mom, from the old days."
And with a funny expression on his face, Shep said "And he says that your mom was an angel."
It really touched me. This was just out of the blue. Here were two guys, talking in a tackle shop, when I wasn't around, saying nice stuff about my mother, just between themselves, nearly a decade after her death.
I keep replaying it in my mind :-)
I love meeting people who knew my mom. The people who remember her are irreplaceable to me, because for everyone else, she is a story of mine, not a person. And I mourn their loss when her friends and my other extended family have died, mourned it on two levels, because I am also losing the people who knew her and could remember her when I ran into them in town. "For none now live who remember it." Those are wonderful moments when you meet someone who does.
I bet that made you just as proud of your Mama as you can possibly be!
What a testament to your Mom's spirit... God bless her...