I have to post today, as I'm feeling at least okay and have no idea what tomorrow will bring. Mother's Day is just one of the days of the year I think about my Mom. Actually I think about her every day. I miss her every day. I talk to her every day and what's more, she talks to me. Not in a creepy, weird, I talk to dead people sense, but in the sense that I know her so well and can anticipate what she would say if she were still here. I hear her voice frequently offering advice, encouragement, and warnings. Every time I open a jar of Ragu Thick and Hearty sauce I hear her. "Look at all the sauce in the bottom of that jar. You could put a little cold water in there and rinse it out." "Ma, if I wanted thin sauce, I would but the cheap stuff." "I know, but it's just so wasteful." I don't believe I've opened a jar of Ragu and not rinsed it out since she passed away from breast cancer on 07/03/1998. In fact I often say out loud, "See Ma, I'm rinsing." When ever I drip food onto my shirt, (which is often and comes with the territory when you're big breasted) I hear the word 'slobber-honis'. I have no idea where it came from, or the origin, but she always said it when she slopped something down the front of her. Tomorrow, Bill and I and the girls will take flowers to her grave, red for Mom and pink for Grandma. It's a small thing, and I know she's not there, but just in case she's watching I want her to know I am following through on the things she taught me and that she's never far from our hearts and minds. I hope all of you have a wonderful Mother's Day and those of you who are like me and your Mom is no longer with you, I hope your day is filled with cherished memories.
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Stevie
5/10/2015 03:53:31 pm
Thank you, Jan.
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5/9/2015 04:56:42 pm
OMG Stevie. My mother and I had the EXACT discussion about Ragu! I am so sorry for your loss, but it sounds like you have so many wonderful memories and you are keeping her close in your heart. Wishing you a wonderful Mother's Day.
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Stevie
5/10/2015 03:57:35 pm
That's funny, Livia. I guess being born in 1921, my mom saw a lot of hardship. She was always thrifty, except when it came to jewelery, then she was a soft touch. I also remember her having dozens purses and shoes that matched, and those little hats with the net veil in the front. Today she would be called a fashionista.
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Stevie
5/10/2015 04:00:56 pm
Oh, Minelle. I am so sorry, my heart goes out to you. Going through this so close to Mother's Day must be extremely difficult. If there is ever anything I can do, or if you just need to talk, message me on FB or send me an email. [email protected]. Sending hugs.
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