Mother’s day. What does it mean to you? I’m blessed with a husband who dotes on me quite often. To the point of, often times, utterly embarrassing me (I’m horrible with receiving praise but that’s another blog). So for me, mother’s day has been less about me and more about honoring the mothers in my life; biological, spiritual and in law.
This year will be particularly painful. In December we lost one of those. December twentieth two-thousand-seventeen, heaven gained a voice for the chorus of Holies. Jo, most well known as Mom, left this life.
I only knew her for six years, but she accepted me instantly. We definitely had our differences, but beyond all of them, she never failed to make sure we knew she loved us.
The hardest part for me is not just missing her. The hardest part is watching my love battle an internal struggle that he hasn’t quite got the words to describe.
Losing Mom has been one of the biggest catalysts in growing my husband, and ultimately, my family. Even in her death, she has impacted so much.
Tonight, we dine in typical Mom style at Olive Garden, because for 3 years before she took that final breath, it was all she could eat.
Mom wouldn’t have us sulking around mourning her forever. I can hear her saying “Oh, get over it already. Live your life!” Losing Mom is something we probably will never ‘get over’, but we surely can’t live the rest of our lives in mourning. That wouldn’t honor her one bit.
Sunday I do the unthinkable and try my hand at replicating her signature Dutch apple pie. That’s how I’m honoring her.
So to all the mothers out there. Thank you. The work you do is often unseen, and the impact you have you will probably never realize. From all of us, who may not know how to express, THANK YOU.
Oh and to all of those who resonate with losing MOM, do something to honor her. Show the world how great she was by being great 😊