If you knew our Mom, you would know that she was fiercely dedicated to making everything even. Growing up, our tradition was that when one of us had a birthday, the other one got a ‘little something’ too. Mom always made sure that we felt special, even when it wasn’t our day.
So it would perhaps come as no surprise that when my sister recently attended a breast cancer fundraiser, that she might win something because she put her raffle tickets into many buckets in the hopes of winning. But when she put her ticket in for number 92, without telling anyone, she said a little prayer and asked our Mom to let me (her sister) win something as I’ve had some health issues. My sister thought this basket looked like it belonged to me as it looked like our Mom. She scattered her other tickets in different baskets, including 95 as she’d always wanted a kindle…
As the gift basket tickets were being called, she was unaware that she won number 92. When her friend pointed out that she had the winning ticket, she went up to claim it and was startled to see that it was the exact basket she had asked our Mom to give to me. A few minutes later when 95 was called and it was her ticket that won, she began to cry and explained to her friend the story.
It was my sister’s birthday the other day. Hence the gifts, equally won, from our Mom to her girls. Even as I write this story to you, I know I am not giving it the justice it deserves because it’s so much more than just winning two baskets. It’s not even about the wins. It’s about the big picture in so many different ways.
It’s about my sister feeling our Mom heard her prayer. It’s about Mom showing that she’s listening. It’s about my sister thinking about me too when she’s at a fundraiser. It’s about the sharing of so many memories together that has so powerfully bonded us in times of strife. It’s about the tradition of giving, even when it’s not your birthday. It’s about inclusion, sisterhood, love and camaraderie. It’s about knowing that nobody else in the world has the childhood memories that we have, nor the silly stories, nor the experiences we’ve been through as we’ve traversed the adult journey into losing our loved ones.
It’s about believing that the veil is thin to the other side. It’s about everlasting, unconditional love which our Mom taught us. It’s about sharing. It’s about gratitude. It’s about kindness. It’s about so much more than I could ever have explained in a post.
So when we went out to lunch, after she shared the baskets with me and we opened them, each of us donned a necklace and smiling the whole afternoon, we enjoyed our time together as we do. As we waited for our table for lunch, we ducked into a small store and found a vase and flower to decorate our lunch table with Mom in mind.
A simple, yet elegant, white dahlia just like Mom. What a beautiful reminder of where we came from and how we’ve grown. Thanks for reading…
And I’m so glad you shared this story!
Thank you Lulu! I’m so glad you’re here!
Your whole family obviously shares that special gift of loving and sharing. Your mom would have loved this story💕
Thank you Leslie! 🙂 Considering you knew Mom, that means the world to me! 💝
This is so beautiful Yvonne, to be touched and know what you have all shared, and did share for that day. It does touch us deeply when something comes together like that. A synchronicity so beautiful it leaves something within us so that we ‘know’ we have indeed been included by a love so profound…wherever we are. And a memory forever too.
Big hugs my friend, and thank you for sharing a very beautiful loving experience 😀❤️🙏🏽
Mark thank you for your kindness and for taking the time to comment! Much appreciated here…I knew you’d understand what it was for us! 💝
Indeed kind lady, you have been touched by love…the unconditional kind. Happy New Year my friend, may it be a year like the love in this post 😀❤️🙏🏽
Just an exquisite post. I found myself celebrating all the wondrous connections that needed to come together to create this experience. Glad heart.
Thank you Iris…glad heart…yes indeed. 💝
What an amazing story of love. It was just beautiful just like you, your sister, and your mom! Thank you for sharing.
Thank you for reading! 🙂 Love your blog!