I know Mother’s Day is just around the corner, and everyone else is writing about what would be great gift ideas for all Mom’s out there. I’ve never been one to “follow the trend”, and this post is no different. We lost our mother 3 1/2 years ago, and I miss her every day. I feel like I had a lot to learn, and I missed out on telling her just what she means to me. I woke up this morning with a thought that hit me like a brick, and I ran to my computer to get those words down. So, for THIS Mother’s Day, I wrote an open letter to my mom.
I wish you were here with us. I wish we still had time to share. There is so much I still want to know, but now will never have the answers. I wish we could tell you Happy Mother’s Day with a great big hug. I wish I could pick up the phone and call you like I use to. To share the joys of the Hummingbirds returning for the summer, or to ask you about a family recipe I can’t seem to get just right. I wish you had seen the property and been able to enjoy the country mornings with a cup of coffee on the porch with me just once. I wish you had given us more time to prepare.
Maybe I am just feeling cheated, because there is no one left to share your parents story with us. I feel like we were just getting to be BFF’s, and now all I have are memories. I see you every day in your granddaughters, the way they dress, stand, walk or talk. Sometimes it brings me to tears. I hear your voice every day as I walk through my daily routines, or whenever I am about to make a decision. I carry you with me where ever I go, and ask myself, “what would Mom think” before I make any moves. This is MY way of honoring you.
I know you are with Our Father, your husband and parents, and all the rest of the family that have gone before. Watching over us as we make our way through life. I miss you and will forever hold you in my heart.
Loving You Always,