Tomorrow’s Mothers Day. An obvious fact, I know…
As facebook posts and tv ads promote the holiday and have all kinds of sweet reminders of moms, I’ve been thinking of my mom a lot.
The holiday is bittersweet for me.
As a little girl, I couldn’t understand why anyone would be sad on a holiday. It was all dinners and gifts and happy and celebrating to me. What was there to be sad about anyway, I wondered?
Now I know.
As the pages of the calendar of my life have routinely flipped over year after year, so, too, have come the realities of life.
Sometimes holidays can bring memories to the surface that haven’t been thought of for ages.
That’s a good thing.
I remember a multitude of happy memories with my mom.
It’s also a sad thing.
I mourn the losses that come with the reality of dementia.
Oh, I miss the mom I once had.
Oh, I still love her so much…
As I was walking up the hill today, it started to drizzle a bit. After many days of bright sunshine and warm weather, the rain seems a bit shocking again. I got to pondering the fact that if we had no rain, we wouldn’t be nearly as thankful for the sunshine.
It reminded me of my situation with my mom.
It is because of the precious, precious wonderful memories I shared with her that makes me mourn during this season of silence with dementia. So many people mourn because they have no precious childhood memories.
because I did.
I choose today to be grateful for that.
Now, I certainly don’t want to leave this post on such a sad note, so I want to share this video that made me laugh out loud…
Happy Mothers Day to you. I’m thrilled that all three of my boys are home to share this holiday with me. I’m also excited about the new patio chairs I’m going to get. (I know I’m getting them because they told me…)
And, for those of you who find this holiday bittersweet and sad (for whatever reason…), a special, big hug to you!