First Mothers DayIt was a somber Sunday for me, my first one since my mother passed away last August. Since my father is also gone that leaves me as the patriarch of my clan or sept in a manner of speaking. This Mothers Day and I tried not to dwell on the loss but remember the past, recount the joy and let go of the grief. Ive never been one to think weve 'lost' someone when they pass on because the imprint they leave behind will always be with us. Of course its usually bitter sweet but life is like that and so are the people in ours. Love is a many faceted jewel, flawed and with a beautiful personality all its own because of the imperfection.
This post isnt where I want to delve into my mothers facets and flaws, many of them unknown or unexpected. No matter what I will miss her. So this past Sunday I honored Mothers day and my mother by celebrating with my grandmother who is approaching the century mark. A moment for me to cherish the pleasant memories and let go of all the travail that Ive been through handling her estate. My family took her some flowers and home made cookies, then out for brunch. She doesnt care to be fussed over but shes of that generation that faced so much and rose to the occasion without complaint. So while my mother has passed away she remains in our hearts still.