Tomorrow is Mother's Day. My mother-in-law is coming over for lunch after church and my husband is grilling steaks and asparagus and making baked potatoes. My kids will say "Happy Mother's Day" and give me the hugs I love. We'll enjoy time together and it will be fun.
Today the stores are filled with cards, flowers, candy, cute stuffed animals, mugs and lots of posters telling us to "remember Mom". I do.
I have a wonderful mother-in-law. We have been friends for all of the 22 years we have been related. We do not consider our bond to be a legal one but a heart one. She truly is a mother to me.
My mom passed away almost three years ago. I find that I think about her more now than I did a year ago. After the initial shock of her death (which was one of those unexpected but not unexpected events), life settled back into a regular routine, helped by the fact we lived 600 miles apart.
As I sit here typing I am looking through my glass door at the bird feeder. It is surrounded by cardinals, blue jays, finches, and other birds I don't know the names of. My mother loved having birds around, and I think of her when I see my bird feeder.
Many of you know I tore my ACL a month ago and am on crutches while my bone fractures heal. I have been remembering that when I was about 17 my mom tore the ligaments in her leg from hip to ankle and she was on crutches and in rehab. I can't remember how long it took, and I can't ask her. I can only imagine the frustration she felt at the experience - because I know my own level of frustration at the dependence on others.
It seems like the further I get from her passing, the closer she is to me. I do not find it sad, I find it comforting.
I hope you have a Happy Mother's Day.
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