My wonderful mother would have turned 79 this month. Not a day goes by that I don't think about her and wish she was still here with us. I knew I'd miss her dearly at life's big events... holidays, birthdays, graduations and weddings. I so hoped she'd live to see the birth of a great-grandchild. But honestly, I think I long for her presence even more in the ebb and flow of day-to-day stuff. It's crazy how something routine will happen and I'll think oh wow, I need to tell mother about it. This is a really great restaurant mother would love. I wonder what mother will think about my new haircut. But I can't. And it still hurts when that realization hits.
If you're blessed to have your mom in your life, don't take her for granted. Make time in your schedule to spend with her. Take her out to lunch and keep her updated on everything going on in your world. And for heaven's sake, write things down. Get those recipes for the things you love that she cooks from memory. The family histories that you never bother to remember. Because one day you won't have her there to ask for the fudge icing ingredients, or about where great granddaddy what's-his-name was born. So many things are lost, both in reality and memory, when your mom leaves this earth. I just wish I had realized it sooner.
I have this pretty picture of my mom (seen above), taken her senior year in high school, on the wall at the lake house. I like that she's front and center in the living room, and has a fabulous view out to the water. Linda Ruth always loved the lake.
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