Sara Smoak Heath
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On Friday morning, December 10, our mother, Sara Heath, passed into eternal life at her home in Greenville, SC. She was born in Holly Hill, South Carolina on July 14, 1938 to the late Russell and Carrine Smoak. She was a 1960 graduate of the University of South Carolina, a teacher, independent business woman, mother and wife to the late Dr. Edward LeRoy Heath. Predecessors include her parents, husband and a son, John Fitzhugh Heath. She is survived by her children Cathy, Edward (Lisa), David (Jayne), Meg and grandchildren, Sara Catherine, William, Allison and Avery. "Unto thy hands, thee I adore" That is the prayer mom had on a post-it note next to where she worked. At times, she didn't know what to pray for her kids, especially during our teenage years, so that was her prayer. She felt her calling in life was to be a wife and a mother, to raise her family, and that she did well and loved every minute of it! During the hard years, mom simply went without, yet she always found a way to prepare and set the family table for more than just family. Everyone knew they were welcome to join her table. Our mom always said "the only thing you have control over is your attitude" and hers was one that was constantly optimistic; filled with love, grit, grace and forgiveness. She lovingly sacrificed throughout her life to provide the best for her children, provided all means to advance our education and helped to guide us in our own individual paths to a personal relationship with God. Mom owned her own business, was on countless committees at our church and college where our dad worked. When asked what her greatest accomplishment was in life, she would answer "the children and grandchildren!" Mom's legacy was one of love for family and friends, faith, service to others, happiness and positivity. We are now left with the cherished memories of her house filled with love, something cooking on stove, celebrating and decorating for every holiday. We will miss being able to call mom for the recipes for her wonderful biscuits, pound cakes or casseroles. We will forever cherish how mom could "make the magic happen", her open arms of a hug when we needed it the most and the joy in her eyes. She rejoiced with us, grieved with us and loved us beyond measure! There is nothing on earth we are more assured of than this! So, now we now say to God: "Unto thy hands, thee we adore." Our family will have a private service of committal at a later date.