Monday, February 18, 2019

Happy Birthday, Mama!

Yesterday there was a cardinal in my backyard.  I hadn't seen one in a while so it caught my attention.  Immediately I could sense it reminding me of my mom's birthday today.

So, I took my Mama flowers, in the 36 degree weather. 




Happy Birthday, Mama. 

Just when you think you are over it -- you discover you are not.

4 comments:

Granny Marigold said...

I don't think anyone ever "gets over" losing their mother.
Blessings, GM

Boyett-Brinkley said...

I don't think so either, GM. Thanks

Frugally challenged said...

Actually I don't think I want to get over losing my Mother. I'd hate to have that first raw grief back but I remember her every day. Sometimes I remember things she did. Sometimes I'm glad she can't stop me doing what I want to do! Sometimes there are things I wish I had asked her. Many times I think of things I would love to be able to tell her. It's twelve years since she died.

Boyett-Brinkley said...

I agree with you. And, in my logical mind, I wouldn't want her back unless she could be well -- she was so sick and so debilitated that to want her back like that would be pure selfishness. I do remember good things and it makes me smile, I remember being a child and getting in trouble and that makes me smile as well (sometimes!) but yesterday when I looked at that headstone and said happy birthday, I just really missed her and wish she could have seen those flowers. But, I am ok today and looking for the cardinal in the yard.

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