Mother’s Day is a difficult day for me. I miss my mom a great deal. Mom died in 1997; if she were alive today, she would’ve been 68 yesterday. Mother’s Day is always the double whammy of her birthday and Mother’s Day either on the same day or within a day of one another. This year was better than usual, I took my grandma to lunch and then went to a plant sale with her. At least I spent part of it doing something mom would enjoy. She always loved Olive Garden and she would want Grandma to be shown love especially on Mother’s Day.
My Daughter Sydney
In addition to missing mom, I think of my daughter Sydney, who died when she was just one day old. Sydney was born prematurely at only 6 and a half months. If she’d lived she would be 25 this year. I’d be mom to a 25 year old. She would have graduated from college by now as a beautiful young woman. There are really three days of the year when I think of her most; her birthday December 23rd, Christmas eve when she died, and Mother’s Day. I try to take solace in the fact that my mom and dad are with her in heaven and they are surrounding both of us in their love.
I love you mom and dad, and I love you Sydney.
A Mother’s Love and My Mother’s Message
*Note When I finished this post a few minutes ago I took a break. When I came back into the room I felt compelled to pick up a book I’ve been reading called Chocolate for a Woman’s Blessings By Kay Allenbaugh. I opened the book to a story called Que Sera Sera. This story was about a woman who had a rough day. She was thinking about her mom and how much she missed talking to her, since her loss two years before.
She went to work the next day and spoke to a friend who told her she’d received a message from her mom the previous evening. (They determined the message came at the same time she was thinking of her mom and missing her.) Her mom had come to her friend from spirit and said, “Everything will work out, I love you.” Then the song Que Sera Sera popped into the woman’s head. She told her friend, who was missing her mom of the entire experience.
When she heard the message and especially the song she felt a warmth flood her and she began crying. The song had been one of her mother’s favorites. I know there is no coincidence in finding that very story five minutes after writing this post about missing my mom on this Mother’ Day. I know she is with me, loving me and letting me know in this moment of uncertainty in my life that everything will work out and that she loves me. Thank you Mom, I feel your love. Happy Mother’s Day.