Just to take a moment away from blogging. I wanted to share something personal.
I don’t know how many people read my posts or even care. But
if you do please leave me a comment so I don't feel so stupid writing this!
I just can’t believe Monday my mom will be gone a year. It
just seems unimaginable. It seems like yesterday but at the same time it seems
like it was forever ago that I got to talk to her. I don’t know how I’ve made
it through this year. First my aunt Vickey passed away, than 3 months later My
mom. Within a few months my aunt Linda. And then my uncle Jack. It’s been a
rough year on my family.
Some days I’ve told
myself I’ll be ok, other days I am so down in the dumps its hard to get out of
bed. My mom was my best friend. There were days I just needed to talk to her
during difficult times. I needed my rock. I needed the person who I always had
to lean on. I know it wasn’t her choice on leaving us all. It was just the way
it is. There wasn’t a day I didn’t talk to her while she was here. There is not
a day now I don’t think about her. She had such a big heart. She’d give you the
shirt off her back, but she also wouldn’t take shit. She’d hug you and tell you
your problems would be fine but then she’d want to kill anyone who hurt you.
She’d always be there to listen to your problems but she’d also tell you to man
up and face it. I could write a whole book on what I feel and who she was as a
person. Nobody knows what heartbreak is like until you’ve lost a parent, or
even two. Since I’m writing most of this
with tears in my eyes, I’ll go ahead and apologize now for any spelling/grammar
mistakes.
There are times where I can’t imagine living the rest of my
life without her. I’m envious of people who have their parents. I’m 31 years
old, and I’ve lost both of them now. Its hard. I will never have my parents at
my wedding or when I have children. I will never have them there during a lot
of big moments of life. Just writing
that puts tears in my eyes. I also think
of the day I will lose a sibling and it makes me cry. I’ve always had a special
connection and bond with my parents and siblings. Sometimes they think I’m naïve
or immature, I’m sure because I’m 10-15 years younger than them but I’ve always
felt a connection. I don’t know how many
more times I can go through this. But I know that’s life. I know that we have
to face life. And what comes with it. But its hard. It sucks. My mom knew deep down she wouldn’t always be
here. She told me she’d be lucky to see me make it through college because I
took my sweet time only going part time etc. I’d tell her she would live to see it because
I refused to go to college just to have her not see me graduate. She died not even 8 months after I graduated.
Honestly, most people face their parents with “they will always
be around” because they’ve always been around. While this may seem true right
now, its not. One day you will wake up and realize you wish you would have
called them more and seen them more.
Even though I called my mom multiple times a day. Jake always thought it
was funny because I talked to her every night on the phone. To him, this wasn’t
really normal. But to me, it was. I talked to her everyday while I lived at
home, so why not talk to her everyday while I don’t. It was just our way. When
something big or small happened in my life I called mom. When I was happy, I
called her her. When I was sad, I called her. When I was sick, I called her. She
was my person.
A few years ago, I made my mom something for her birthday.
At the time I thought it was the coolest thing ever. A homemade gift from me,
whohoo. I knew she’d like it. She was always creative as well. I’m the person
who makes weird gifts or gives weird gifts. It took me quite some time to make it. When
you have to think of all the reasons you love someone its hard to really write
them all down. There are just so many. So many unique things that make your
story the story it is. When she unwrapped it she didn’t know what it was at
first, just looking at it weirdly thinking what the fuck did she make now?? Well, once she figured out what it was she
liked it I could tell. I had made her a
cookie jar with little notes. Each note contained a reason why I loved
her. I than wrapped them into little bows.
Each day you unwrap one note.
Well, throughout the few years I figured she opened the
notes and just got rid of them. She
would tell me throughout the days that she was opening the notes and sometimes
we’d talk about what each one said.
When she passed away last year as we cleaned out her house, I
found the cookie jar the notes were in and kept that, but I had no idea where
the notes were. They were probably just gone, threw away at one time or
another. Who really keeps paper? Low and
behold, my sister had found a little box with all the notes. She than packed it
up in my stuff. I never knew about it right than because I didn’t know
everything that went into my boxes to take home. It was stuff of mine from her
house, like my baby teeth, and stuff of hers that I would want. A few months later I was in my kitchen and
something fall out of one of the boxes from her house. I still hadn’t gotten the nerve to go
through everything yet. It was heartbreaking and sad to look through all the
stuff. I just hadn’t gotten up the courage to really sort through it all
yet. Well, I picked it up thinking it
was just a photo album or something. I opened it up and I just started
bawling. She had kept all the notes and
made a little box out of them. She will never know how much this truly touched
me. And I’m glad my sister was awesome
enough to put it in my stuff, it was something I’d want and cherish
forever. All the reasons were jokes or moments between
us. They won’t always make sense to everyone else but she always got the jokes
behind some of them.
As I’m thinking about her tonight, I just wanted to share
this. I know it won’t mean as much to others as myself but I wanted to share it
anyway. If you knew me or my mom you knew the bond we shared. As she shared
with all of her 7 kids. And many grandchildren. She loved and cherished her entire
family.
All the reasons I put in the cookie jar.
60th Birthday 2011
All the reasons I put in the cookie jar.
60th Birthday 2011
1.
Mom I love the way you took us trick or treating
and stayed in the car and drove up and down the street as we went.
2.
Mom, I love how you sent Andy postcards about
your “vacations” in different states. Thoughtful and caring.
3.
Mom, I love your handwriting. As soon as I get a
piece of mail, I know its from you and I smile.
4.
Mom, Thank you or always supporting me, dying my
hair multiple colors, putting up with my smart mouth and taking care of me.
5.
Mom, I love the way you used to try to protect
me from boy troubles. I was too boy crazy to listen.
6.
Mom, I love how you trusted me to run the
neighborhood. I even stayed out of trouble. And I never got caught in grade
school playing hide and go get it. I was a fast runner.
7.
Mom, I love the way we would stalk Claires for
the 10 for 5 sale and you’d let me buy the store.
8.
Mom, I love how we would get ice cream cones
from culvers and race to the bottom.
9.
Mom, I love the way we used to go to buffet on the
boat and how excited you were when I hit 21 so I could go with you.
10.
Mom, I love the way you understand my phases,
you took me to Burger King to get Furbys, you bought me beanie babies. A LOT.
11.
Mom, I love the way I grew up listening to Beach
Boys and you taught me that it was “cool.”
12.
Mom, I love how you made me all those dorky
outfits, and made me a blanket out of them.
13.
Mom, I love how if we had a fight we make up
quick. We don’t stay mad at each other.
14.
Mom, After everything you’ve been through you
are still trying to heal and stay alive. I love you. I want you to live
forever.
15.
Mom, I love how you’d take care of me when I got
sick, even if it made you sick. We’d both end up sick in bed together.
16.
Mom, I love the way you’ve answered 10000s of my
questions growing up and never stopped.
17.
Mom, I love how silly you can be.
18.
Mom, I love the way you tried to help me with
math homework. (yeah right) and teach me my time tables of 8. I still don’t
know them.
19.
Mom, I love the way we went to Bingo together,
and even when I wore 2 different shoes, you didn’t mind being seen together.
You said they’d think it was the “style.”
20.
Mom, I love that you took me to McDonalds
everything to get a happy meal to collect all those beanie babies.
21.
Mom, I love how you took me to see Beauty and
The Beast in the old theater. One of my best memories.
22.
Mom, You taught me about Weather. “This room of
yours looks like a tornado went through it.”
23.
Mom, I love the way you used to watch movies
with me every Tuesday and you’d try to stay awake. By the middle, you were
watching your eyelids.
24.
Mom, I love how you made me a baby book from the
moment I was born and added to it.
25.
Mom, I
love how you always try to take care of everyone. Kids, grandkids, everyone.
26.
Mom, I love the way you send cards for every
holiday.
27.
Mom, I loved how you cleaned out from under my
bed and found a “surprise”. The look on your face “priceless” The look on mine- thought I was gonna die.
“oh my gosh” funny
28.
Mom, I love the way you used to tell me bedtime
stories. That is how I know most fairytales.
29.
Mom, I love that your my mom. I couldn’t ask for
better. I love you so much.
30.
Mom, I love how my mom says what she thinks,
don’t you? LOL
31.
Mom, I love the way when we used to go for
Chinese you knew only to get me donuts. HAHA.
32.
Mom, Thank you for being YOU! You are amazing,
wonderful, special, caring, brave, and just plain awesome.
33.
Mom, I loved the trips to the gift shop to get
charms for my bracelet. That braclet has a lot of memories.
34.
Mom, I love talking to you everyday on the
phone, and the way you know I will call, many many times.
35.
Mom, I love how you can barely turn a computer
on, and if you do, you sit there and say “now what?”
36.
Mom, I love how you never made fun of me for
sleeping with the light on or a nightlight. I still do.
37.
Mom, Thank you for always coming up with
swimming money, even at the end of the month.
38.
Mom, I love how we gossip and how we swear each other
to secrecy.
39.
Mom, I love how you think its so cool to use a
CD player. Think mom, now is the time of ipods. You do know what that is right?
40.
Mom, I love how you always took me to Wendys for
lunch. You got me from school everyday that year.
41.
Mom, I love how much I turned out like you. We
have a lot of the same habits. I love that your my best friend.
42.
Mom, I love the way you used to always give me
money to Balbirds to get candy.
43.
Mom, (from April) My favorite thing that I
enjoyed was getting nachos and going garage sailing.
44.
Mom, You taught me that not everything is
perfect and we are only as happy as we choose to be.
45.
Mom, I love how you have a habit of swiping
pens. I’d find my pens in your purse. Sneaky you.
46.
Mom, (from Carrie) I loved when you showed up
with a smiling face at my house, in your witches outfit. You were fun and
vibrant.
47.
Mom, I loved how when I got home from school you’d
make me roast or grilled cheese/tomato soup. You knew my favorites.
48.
Mom, Thank you for being my rock, especially
when Dad died. You were always there when I cried.
49.
Mom, thank you for not killing me for any and
all the stupid things I’ve done over the years.
50.
Mom, I love that we’re alike in the sense we
both didn’t get our ears pierced when we were kids. We are pussies.
51.
Mom, I love the way you were willing to drive me
to Amber’s party, saw the cops and drove away. You had perfect timing!
52.
Mom, I love the way you brought me gifts when
you went to visit Vickey in Oklahoma. You brought that neat little photo album.
53.
Mom, I love the way you dressed up as a witch
for Halloween and took pictures.
54.
Mom, I remember the day I choked on ice. You were
so scared for me. I love the way we cried together afterwards. You cared.
55.
Mom, I love how you encouraged me to read. You would
sit in the car while I went in the library.
56.
Mom, I love the way you thought Buffy was too “dangerous”
and the way you sat with me during Dawsons Creek and understand why I got so
emotional.
57.
Mom, Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the lord…….
You taught me that, and I still say it everynight.
58.
Mom, I love the way your allergic to cats and
dislike big dogs. I inherited that from you.
59.
Mom, I love the way you used to haul me
everywhere, the post office, park, swimming pool, school, everywhere!
60.
Mom, you never told on me when I “borrowed”
Marlas clothes, we’d wash them before she got home. You protected me.
Please cherish the ones you love! Call your parents right
now. Tell them you love them, you appreciate them. If anything do it for me
tonight since I can’t.
Cindy
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