27 December 2013
Winter Grass, East Missoula, Montana
While brushing my teeth earlier this week, I mentally composed a short email to my sisters to share a highlight in my workday. And I suddenly missed my mum so very much.
(Let me just interject that to be on the verge of tears while brushing your teeth is awkward at a minimal level, and has the potential to be a very messy scenario - toothpaste foam was not designed to be inhaled OR to exit via the nasal passages. Thankfully, neither of these happened to me, but I hope you laughed a little just imagining that.)
Back to topic: I count myself so fortunate to have had a mum who was not perfect but definitely loved us and hoped good things for us. She was always so proud of what we accomplished, but even more of the qualities of character and excellence she saw develop in us. While sisters are amazing cheerleaders, there still is nothing quite as confidence-building as having your mum in your corner, beaming with pride like only she can - and reminding you to give your best and keep your chin up and things will look better in the morning. Despite years to adjust (fat chance that), I miss her steadfast support.
In our day-to-day busy-ness, we often forget that what holds true value is fleeting.
Take this day for what it is, and choose to enjoy, to embrace, to remember what is good, and pure, and gracious.
And if your mum is still alive on this earth, please call her or send a little note saying thank you. It may not matter for what - "thank you" is often enough on its own.
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Here here! Your mum was good humored too--I remember exasperated laughter:-]
ReplyDeleteYes, we provided a fair number of occasions for that version of laughing - always a worthy goal for the younger set! But then, some things don't change - now we're just trying to provoke our kids to exasperated laughter - or at least a good eye roll! :-)
DeleteI get those "miss Mom dreadfully" moments, too. Although none with the frothing .... yet. ;)
ReplyDeleteBeautifully written, Sis
Well, hopefully it's more at laughing than crying when it happens. :-)
DeleteGood thing I wasn't brushing my teeth when I read your post. Our hearts will always feel the void - even as we see Mom in the mirror more each year. (some days I really think I look like her!!)
ReplyDeleteYah, kinda freaky, isn't it? But comforting, on the other hand. My vanity is glad she was a pretty lady.
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