HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY MOM-read
Dear Mom,
I miss you so much. I am sad that I didn’t appreciate and enjoy you enough when you were alive. I guess I was too immature. I was too busy with my life. I never had the courage to have a real conversation with you. I wonder if you would have shared your history with me. Of course it is too late now.
I cared for you for fifteen years. I watched you go downhill and it broke my heart. It was very painful to watch you deteriorate. At the end you weren’t half the person you had been. You were so strong and determined. You did so much to help people.
I’m sorry I didn’t enjoy being with you more. I’m sorry for all those times I felt you were a burden. I’m sorry that I didn’t stand up to you and was afraid of you. Maybe if I had we would have shared more and had a better relationship.
Well it is too late now. I’m a BUBBY!!! You were such a wonderful BUBBY to my children. I hope my grandchildren will remember all the wonderful times we shared.
I remember the dolls you gave me for Christmas when I was very young even though we were Jewish. I never got to ask you how come?
I remember sharing all those wonderful Friday night dinners and Passover seders. You made such wonderful memories for so many of us.
I remember the delicious meals you use to make especially your chicken soup. I never got your exact recipe but somehow I don’t think you had one.
I remember all those Thursdays that you came to babysit. Nothing would stand in your way.
Thank you MOM for all that you did. Thank you for being my MOMMY! I love you and will remember you always and forever.
Your ever loving daughter
This is very touching, Ginger. We’ve all let those opportunities slip away, putting off asking questions, getting a history, and all the rest of it. In your heart you know so much about your mother, things nobody else but you knows. And you are a part of the long chain of mothers and grandmothers – and being a wonderful Bubba yourself. Happy Mothers Day, Ginger.
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{{hugs}} (and p.s.–yes it was a long and juice note)
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That was wonderful! 🙂 I always thought of my Mom as my best friend, but after she passed away I found out there were many things she had never told me about. Then I felt sad, wondering why she never felt she could talk about some very major things, not even to me. Perhaps we will be able to ask them, someday? Here’s wishing you a lovely day! hugs, Weesprite
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Don’t kick yourself too much — you DID care for her and Owl and I HAVE tried to “talk” to Mother about things she never has shared — she won’t! (like politics and religion especially — how does she feel about her “faith” now that she is at the end of her life?) That is her generation — the best we can do is be better with our own children and learn from those mistakes.
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What a beautiful tribute. I’m sure she know how you feel and is still watching over you.
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