The first Mother's Day without my mother
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My mother passed away in June of 2011, right after celebrating Mother’s Day with us. This year we are celebrating the first Mother’s Day without her. It’s hard to believe that it has been nearly a year since she passed away. During those last few days we were exhausted, worn out mentally and physically, and we couldn’t stop crying. Burying her was just about the hardest thing we have ever done.
Once it was over, we thought we could get on with our lives because it is over now. But it is never over. You find yourself remembering the strangest things about your loved one. For instance, my mother loved Christmas. She would go all out with all of the lights and animated characters and a huge tree with lots of tinsel and shiny ornaments. Well, when Christmas came last year we had all steeled ourselves for the memories. And they were there, but that wasn’t the hardest part. The hardest part was that she would always ask us to take her places to see the lights and we automatically put time aside for that purpose, but the request never came.
So here is a letter I wrote to my mother for Mother’s Day. I can’t send it to her, but I hope that she can read it just the same:
Happy Mother’s Day! I can’t be with you right now, so I thought I would write you a letter to let you know what was going on and that I, and the rest of the family, are thinking of you. We really miss you, Mom, but I know you are in a good place right now.
It has been awhile since we last saw each other. I fear we have all been busy trying to keep up with everything, and I’m sure you have as well. My kid’ kids are getting bigger and it seems so funny to hear them say “Grandma” but now I know how you felt when my kids were born.
We are all getting older, as I’m sure you know, and the issues that older people face have been plaguing us. For instance, thanks so much for the bad knees, Mom, I think you passed them on to all of us including a few of my children. But, I guess we have to take the good with the bad, right?
The winter here was much warmer than usual, I think you would have enjoyed it; I know how much you hated it when it snowed, especially being up on that mountain and snowed in so much. This year there was hardly anything. The spring is warmer than usual too. You would have enjoyed seeing all of the spring finery coming out so early.
Well, Mom, I guess I’ve taken up enough of your time, so I will end here. I can’t send you flowers or balloons, so I thought I would put them in my letter for you. I hope you like them.
Love and OXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOX--from me, all of your children, all of your grandchildren, and all of your great-grandchildren-HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!
Your loving daughter
© 2012 Cheryl Simonds