Today is my mother's birthday. She would have been 77 years old. She has been gone 7 months now. Oh, how she loved birthdays. And the presents too! I so missed picking something out for her or making something to send her. She always loved when I made her a gift.
The above picture is the face she drew and left me when she died. I used it to journal today on the computer. I could really talk to her and get out a lot I wanted to say. It felt good. I wonder if she could hear me.
My sister, Nancy, and I have started a new tradition for my mom's birthday. Each year we will pick a person to send a bouquet of calla lilies, my mom's favorite flower. This year we picked, Barbara, Pilar's mom who recently lost her dad. We hope that it will give her some comfort receiving the flowers.
Funny thing, the night before my mom died she told my sister that she wanted calla lilies at her funeral. She also told my sister that she hated roses. Now why didn't we know this about my mom until six hours before she leaves the planet? Do you know how many roses we have sent my mom over the years? Strange to learn something like this at the end of one's life. And so strange how my mom shared that not having a clue she was leaving earth so quickly.
One thing I have come to do is say goodbye to my mother. I think this is a part of the grieving process known as acceptance. I am still terribly sad that she is gone. I've truly lost my very best friend in the whole wide world. My heart will always hurt but I think now my brain has been programmed that she is gone. I find that healing, I do.
Happy Heavenly Birthday Mom
and
good-bye mommy!!!
I'll love you always and not a day will go by that I don't think of you. Thank you for being my mother and my best friend.