I know for me, the older I get the more I think of death and dying. I know. It's not exactly a cheery subject. But there's a reason it's on my mind, especially today: Mother's Day. It's because it's been almost 11 years since my mother passed away. And I realize that it's because of her absence in my life that is the core of my constant "missing-ness" I feel in my heart.
My mom died at 52 of brain cancer. (This picture was taken 18 months before her death at my wedding reception.) Just today I was thinking about how I'll feel in 10 years from now when I turn 52...and I'm already wondering if this will be a "hell year" for me (in 2026) because I'll wonder if I'll actually "cross the line" and exceed my mom's lifespan. Or not. I know...crazy thinking, isn't it? Except that I'm pretty sure most everything thinks this way, especially if your parent or loved one died young. You have to wonder when you get to the age they died...how things will turn out for you. Except I'm different because I plan "in advance" a lot. In this case, this advance planning is 10 years premature.
For those of you who still have your mother, give her lots of hugs and kisses. And for those of you who are mothers, just know that you are blessed with the most important role in the world. You make the world go around.
Happy Mother's Day!
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