A toast to Oma

My aunt is having her wedding reception tomorrow (she and her husband got married in December at City Hall, but they've planned the big blow out party for this weekend). Like any reception, this will have toasts. Only, I've been asked to toast Oma, instead of the bride and groom, as she's decided to make the trip down.

Seeing as how this is an experimental writing forum, I figured I'd post what I'm planning to say. And if any of you have any advice about how to improve this little piece, I will be forever grateful.

With no further ado:

It's not every day that you're asked to write a little speech that encapsulates the importance of a person so dearly loved. And truly, Oma--Jo--Mom, is just that. Her courage and faith are the cornerstones of our family. And the fact that she's here celebrating with us tonight is a miracle unto itself. She's already defeated two types of cancer and survived the German invasion of Holland during World War II. Tough as nails and with a true spirit of adventure, she spent her honeymoon immigrating to America as she knew there was no future for her family in Holland. And, on top of that, she raised 7 happy, well-adjusted children and mentored 5 adoring grandchildren who will always love and support her. She's strong-willed, independent, and fearless, to say the least. And because of this, the Vermeulen brood is a force to be reckoned with. (Just ask anyone who's married in.)

In addition to her remarkable character, Oma possesses a faith that is so real and deep, it's contagious. And her commitment to loving service is inspiring. We see this demonstrated in her decades long relationship with Meals on Wheels, an organization that delivers food to needy families; her steadfast church attendance; and the 3 x 5 note cards with uplifting (and challenging) sayings that she sporadically sends to friends and family. Some of my personal favorites are:

• The goal of faith is not for us to get into heaven, but rather for heaven to get into us.
• If you judge people, you have no time to love them.
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But Oma is nothing, if not a party animal and her presence this evening confirms this. I can safely say that I've never known another person battling bone cancer to travel the lengths that she did to get here.

So, to you, Oma--Jo--Mom, we raise our glasses. You are, beyond a shadow of a doubt, the youngest 80-year-old I know. And with each day, you teach us more about life and love. Here's to you.