This is the first official Mother’s Day without my Mom here on Earth. Last year, with the pandemic, we were unable to see her in person, but at least we could visit with her virtually which was a help, but still not enough. I longed to hug my Mom last year and this year the feeling is overwhelming as she is not here to hug.
I am one of those who feels with her whole heart and who thrives with affection. I am a huge hugger. I always have been as it is innate within me. I get that from my Mom who was also this way.
My Mom taught me so much in my life and I am forever grateful to her. She also loved with her whole heart unconditionally and accepted people for who they were without judgment. She had a strong faith in God and read her Bible, making sure she passed along the Psalms that were important to her. Years later, those Psalms are easily recited after years of repetition at bedtime as children.
I find myself a bit weepy lately. The phrase, “I just miss my Mom” repeats in my head and heart as I struggle this first Mother’s Day. Perhaps it is because her love was such an important part of my life. She gave love unconditionally. She always told us that she loved us, repeatedly. There was never a question in anyone’s heart if she loved them or not, because she did.
Her legacy not only rests within me, my children, and our family, but extends to so many others with whom she connected. I am proud that she was my Mom and that her kind, southern ways were cherished by so many people. She left a legacy of love that still lives within me.
God Bless those who love unconditionally with heartlights which shine brightly. Our world needs you!
March always reminds me of daffodils because they grew in the backyard of my childhood home. Being a March baby, I clearly remember my Mom cutting the daffodils and placing them in a vase on our kitchen table every year around my birthday. To me, daffodils are that joyful expression that Spring is coming (as is my birthday)!
There is something cheerful about seeing the daffodils and smelling the earth starting to come alive in Springtime. I bought myself a handful of daffodils yesterday at the store. As I arranged them in a small vase that was my Mom’s, I was smiling. It’s the little things, those precious moments that I treasure. Don’t you?
It’s been getting warmer here in Jersey and the birds are chatting away more than usual. Perhaps it’s not more than usual, but simply that it’s been so quiet throughout the Winter months. It’s good to hear them prattling away and calling to each other. I have been watching them eat from the suet bird feeders I got this Winter. They are so much fun to watch!
However, I saw that there is a possibility of a snow storm next week and much to everyone else’s chagrin, I’m smiling about it! I love snow as well and would welcome one last snowfall before Spring is officially here. Back in the 70’s I remember a snow storm on my birthday which I loved! Perhaps we have another one in store for 2021?
I hope that all of you are healthy and happy. I haven’t been writing as much lately, but I do think of you often. My darling rabbits and wildlife haven’t been seen in a long while. I’m not sure if they’ve moved, are hibernating or perhaps have met their demise which saddens me. I’m hoping for a resurgence in the Spring. I’ll stay in touch and let you know!
In the meantime, may you have a lovely Thursday afternoon in March wherever you are. May you take a few moments to notice The Presents of Presence in your day. Take an extra moment or two to just be, look up at the sky, notice the grass and the smell of Spring starting. Count your blessings and be grateful for your loved ones by your side. I am grateful for all of you.
I love when Rose Hill Designs by Heather Stillufsen posts one of her designs (like the one above) that speaks to me. In the past you know I have talked about rabbit-rabbit-white-rabbit-white-rabbit every first of the month, but today is a little different. I adore daffodils as they remind me of my Mom who passed last year. Every year in March, the daffodils in her garden would bloom and she would cut a few of them to put in a small vase on our kitchen table. Because my birthday is in March, I have always associated daffodils with my birthday (and my Mom).
So when I saw the design above, I felt drawn to write and to post it. Because I believe that even when we pass away, we leave a little bit of us behind in the memories of our family and friends. A chance remark, a certain phrase, a whiff of Spring or even a small bouquet of daffodils can remind us of the goodness in those who are no longer here. Perhaps it is a sign that they are still among us, even though we can’t see them. Or perhaps it is nothing but a coincidence.
I believe in signs, in synchronicity and that little is chance or coincidence. I’ve had too many inexplicable experiences to believe otherwise which comforts me. So today I wish you a Happy March as well as lucky – Rabbit Rabbit, White Rabbit White Rabbit!
It is a quiet morning here. The Christmas tree is brightly lit with white twinkly lights. The cats are nestled around it and the children are still in bed. Sipping my coffee, in the early morning stillness, my mind is melancholy. The week between Christmas and New Years has become a relaxing one for me. One when I feel tremendously present, blessed and grateful for all of those whom have touched my life.
This year, my Mom isn’t here and the tears began falling. Silent reminders of a life well-lived and with gratitude for being her daughter. I miss my Mom for many reasons, but most of all for her unconditional love and kindness. While none of us are perfect, her love and her heartlight were always shining. She is my role model when it comes to loving people for who they are with unconditional love and understanding.
I found the poem below and it brought me much peace so I thought I’d share it with you. Hold your loved ones close and find the goodness always.
She Is Gone
You can shed tears that she is gone
or you can smile because she has lived.
You can close your eyes and pray that she’ll come back
or you can open your eyes and see all she’s left.
Your heart can be empty because you can’t see her
or you can be full of the love you shared.
You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday
or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.
You can remember her and only that she’s gone
or you can cherish her memory and let it live on.
You can cry and close your mind,
be empty and turn your back
or you can do what she’d want:
smile, open your eyes, love and go on.
David Harkins, © 1981
If you are someone who had a good relationship with your Mom, you may understand how I’m feeling today. My Mom passed away over a month ago and while in my heart I know she’s in Heaven, I miss her. There’s an emptiness in my life lately because she was such a huge part of my life.
She has visited me in various forms to let me know that she’s here with me in spirit. For those that understand what I’m saying, perhaps you’ve had similar experiences as well. I’d love to hear about them if you’re willing to share so please feel free to write in the comments or reach out via email if you’d prefer a more private conversation.
Grief is a funny thing isn’t it? It sneaks up on us from time to time in the most surprising ways. My Mom liked Talbots clothing so when I received a catalogue from there, I thought of what Mom might like and then it hit me. I don’t need to buy Mom anything because she’s not here on this earth anymore. Tears sprung to my eyes and for a moment the bereft feeling hit me hard. I wiped the tears away and then sent up a prayer to her.
Then the other day I had a question and knew my Mom would know the answer. Sadly, I realized I can’t ask her and that I probably would never know the answer to that particular question because she’s not here. Again, the tears fell.
I’ve learned that losing a loved one and the grieving process that follows in order to heal takes time. It’s not easy as you may know from experience. Unexpected memories pop up at times that can bring up a fresh round of tears, but in time with healing, we can fondly remember the good times and be grateful for our loved one’s presence in our lives.
For we carry their presence in our hearts as the legacy of who they were stays alive in the memories of those who are still here. Gone but not forgotten. Isn’t that the way we are remembered?
Happy August to all! Continuing the tradition, please remember to welcome this month with Rabbit Rabbit, White Rabbit, White Rabbit!
I want to thank you for all of your love and kindness in response to my Mom’s passing. We are still transitioning into the reality that our Mom is no longer here on Earth. However, I do know in my heart that her presence will stay with me as we were so connected and that is a bond of unconditional love that continues. I am truly grateful for all of the blessings that have been bestowed on me by her love and the love that she had for everyone.
As the new month of August unfolds, I ask that you hold your loved ones close. Speak with kindness and give from your generous hearts. Receive the kindnesses that come to you with gratitude. Pass along your smiles to all. Spread love, patience and generosity of spirit. Our world needs healing and healing begins with us.
I am sorry I have not been writing often, nor reading your posts. Please know I have missed you all and hold you dearly in my heart. God Bless.
My Mom passed away last week. We were blessed to have been able to be with her during the last few days of her life and even as she took her final breath, my sister and I were there with her. While it is heart-wrenching to watch a loved one pass away before your eyes, we felt honored that she allowed us to accompany her as she transitioned from the earthly plane to Heaven. Even as I write this to you, tears are pouring down my face because I believe that we all understand the universal grief of losing a loved one.
I have written before about my Dad’s passing years ago and occasionally about my Mom over the years. While losing my Dad was very hard, losing my Mom has been even devastating. Perhaps it is that a Mother’s love for her daughter is unconditional or on a deeper level, I feel bereft by losing my Mother-ship, physically from this earthly plane. My Mom’s love knew no bounds. She never tired of telling me how much she loved me. I never questioned her love for me which was a huge blessing for which I am grateful. She even signed every letter with “I love you, Always and Forever (A & F)” lest I forget. I never forgot.
Even in the end, her heartlight was shining and it is that beacon of light that inspires me daily. Her innate unconditional love for her family, friends and loved ones never dimmed. Her genuine smile and authentic love and caring for everyone touched many hearts during her lifetime.
Mom role-modeled the importance of kindness and connecting with others. She loved to have fun, to laugh and to be silly. Her infinite patience made her a beloved elementary teacher. Her faith in God and the comfort she felt by reading the Bible sustained her. She passed onto us all of those traits and more.
What a legacy of love to leave here on this Earth! The outpouring of kindness, the sharing of beautiful memories from others and the compliments about my Mom have sustained me this past week for hers was a life well-loved. I can only pray that when it is my time that my children will have a similar experience. I shall continue to work diligently to keep Mom’s heartlight legacy shining with love for all.
Thank you for reading today. I extend my loving embrace to all of you who know this grief personally, of losing a beloved person in your life, especially a Mom who only gave unconditional love to all and accepted everyone for who they are.
God Bless! Shine On!
Happy Mother’s Day to all the Moms! To all those women who are caretakers of others, whether they are your own children, your stepchildren or your fur babies or even if you are taking care of someone else. Today we celebrate YOU! Because being a Mom is a blessing!
I am blessed to be a Mom too and my children have been wonderful to me, especially today. I am blessed to have my Mom here on Earth as well and it was great to see her virtually through the magic of technology even though we couldn’t visit in the same room. The love that Mom radiates always envelopes me with a comforting hug.
Because the secret to being a good Mom is simple: LOVE! When we love ourselves and others, we are nurturing and love is the key to that precious feeling. Unconditional love, without barriers, is the blessing beyond all other love.
So today, I feel tremendously grateful for the love I feel from my children, my Mom and from all the other women in my life who have reached out in kindness to wish me a Happy Mother’s Day. We all unite in this moment together as women.
Take a few minutes to make your Mom feel special today. Even if she is not here anymore, you can send up a prayer of appreciation for all she did for you. She brought you into this world with a loving heart and did her best for you.
God Bless all the Moms today…Keep shining your heart lights!
A little Sunday prayer to begin this lovely day! Do you know this psalm? It is one that my Mom taught us when we were little and we have taught our children to continue to tradition as it brings us all such peace and joy.
When I sit mindfully and present, sometimes I receive a song in my head or a prayer and this came to me this morning. So in honor of my Mom’s bedtime ritual for us as children, I thought it was appropriate to post!
We still say this psalm with our Mom and it brings us all great peace. May it bring you and yours peace today as well.
I awoke this morning hearing Psalm 100 in my mind. It is one that my Mom taught us as little children and one that we all still say together. Being that it’s a Sunday, I thought it would be the perfect post!
Do you know this Psalm? I find it gives much comfort when I say it. Perhaps that’s because it reminds me of being a little girl. At bedtime, my Mom would sit with my sister and me, helping us to memorize this Psalm and others that she thought were important for us to learn.
Do you have any favorite prayers or Psalms that you recite or remember from childhood? Please share!
Shine your heartlights and make a joyful noise today!