I want to share with you, my friends
a recent post by Anne at
Fiona and Twig: A New Normal.
Click here to read her story.
I was overwhelmed with compassion
and empathy because I can so relate
to all she is feeling.
I know what it's like to want to pull the covers
over my head and stay in bed.
Comments on her blog have been turned off
but I somehow want to
convey to Anne that I understand
what she is feeling.
Anne is an incredibly successful woman.
Her photographs are featured in
magazines like Romantic Homes
and Flea Market Decor'.
However successful, none of us
are without pain.
Losing her mom, she has sought
to find a new normal.
Success does not shield one from trouble.
None of us are exempt.
This lady right here taught me how to live,
how to love life,
how to act like a lady in public,
and how to act wild and crazy in our home.
She taught me how to laugh.
Mama said, "Every day you need to have a good "belly" laugh."
Most of our laughs ended with puddles on the floor.
Most people would not consider that lady-like.
But mama was every bit a lady.
I lost her to dementia three years before she left.
She lost those tears of emotion.
She lost the ability to feel, laugh or cry.
I just want Anne to know that I sympathize
with her pain.
There is not a day that goes by that I don't
think of my mama and miss her.
When my grandchildren were born,
I wanted to call Mama.
When we got the news that my daughter
was pregnant, my first thought was,
"I need to call Mama."
Every time I'm sick I'm want my mama.
Don't we all?
When I'm incredibly lonely
or ecstatically happy,
I want to share it with my mama.
I feel like when I lost my mama
I lost my family.
I, too have had to find a new normal.
Thanks Anne, for sharing.
After four years, I am still missing my mama.