no quilty chat today.....one year ago mom stepped on heaven's shore.....as she aged, every day we breathed a thankful prayer as she escaped dementia, Alzheimer's, Parkinson's, loss of mobility, nursing home placement and mental decline, not imagining ugly cancer would invade that shocked and horrified us all. the day before she died it was early Sunday morning and i caressed her shoulder. she opened her eyes and i said "good morning sunshine, i love you" with a bare whisper she mouthed "i love you"...no more whispers after that.
yes, i still grieve and sometimes cry but it's normal, it's just because she was so dearly loved and is so dearly missed. grief has forever changed me. it shattered my heart that has yet to heal. grief is individual and a journey that takes however long it takes, but days now include more warm memories than tears.
when i meet or interact with people, i want them to see her. i want them to see qualities in me that she taught me, that would make her proud. she had many mothering regrets, but as a motherless child herself, her best was more than good enough. as the oldest, i'm now the family historian and now her glue to keep us together in a loving, edifying and compassionate way. it's what she would expect and how she taught me anyway.....thank you mom.