Losing a Parent

My Mom passed away last week. I cannot call it a surprise as she had had some health issues that were becoming more and more pressing and she was in her late eighties however one is never prepared for the feelings this brings about.

My father died almost 30 years ago so my Mom had lived the last third of her life alone. When one looks at it that perspective it really is quite an amazing thing. Having been married for 45 years and then to have spent another 30 as years as a widow I cannot imagine what that must have been like.

One of my sisters mentioned that with all the health issues she had over the last decade of her life, issues that had severely limited her ability to enjoy the things she had often enjoyed, we had never heard her complain. She was not a complainer. She never was.

Her loss has affected me greatly. I have been finding myself realizing that I will not speak to her again, that I will not call her to check on her. That Mothers Day, Memorial Day, Christmas Day all these events that mean family will not mean seeing my Mom anymore.

I am glad she is at rest. I am glad that she is with my Dad. But I do not feel good about her not being in the same world I am.

A wonderful mother, a wonderful person. A selfless person. I love you Mom