It’s been three years since my Mom passed away. It’s a strange thing, losing your parents. When we are young, I don’t think we consider that one day that older generation will be gone, and we will be the older generation. But Mom and Dad are both gone from this earth. I cannot call them on the phone, or get a letter from them or even send Mom flowers. And remember all the times that your Mom or Dad were there just to listen to you, when life was getting you down? No, those days are over and now my sister and I are the older generation in our family, along with our cousins.
We miss you Mom. And we speak of you quite often. How thrilled you would be with your two newest grandchildren, April and Quinn and how you would have enjoyed Mel’s and my long weekend in Falmouth. We visited so many of your favorite places.
Rosamond Ruth
June 28, 1929 – August 21, 2013
And remember when you told us that we would know that you were close by if we saw a lovely Butterfly? Well, we saw you and knew you were with us when we went to Ghelfi’s to get Melodie’s favorite chocolate, Heavenly Hash!
Miss you, Mom and we think of you every day!
More and more we miss you! Love YOU, Mel
Know that feeling and with only two Aunts left it is so important to converse with them every chance I get. Love sent on this day that will always hold a special place in your heart
Our mothers leave a huge hole behind when they go. A gaping hole.
*hugs*
When my mom’s parents died only a couple of months apart, my mom broke down and uttered words that shook me: “I am an orphan now.” She has lost both her parents and she has become an orphan. It sounded weird because we always have this idea that orphans are those little children looking lost, waiting for a new home. My mom was already in her 50’s when her parents passed but the look on her face was like an orphan. It was the saddest I’ve seen my mom so far.