It's Mothers Day. Just a tad bittersweet for me this go round. Not an entire year has passed since my mother's passing. After a long stretch of silence between the two of us, I was working up to seeing her again. I didn't get the opportunity.
I remember a conversation she and I had. I was in high school at the time, and for some reason we were talking about beliefs. The discussion came around to what we thought would happen when we died. She believed that...well, that would be that. You just ceased to be. No tunnel of light. No loved ones who passed before waiting there to greet you. Nothing. Assume that's how she always felt.
I, on the other hand, believe that this isn't it. I'll be continuing our conversation next time I see her...
I, too lost my mother less than a year ago, so my heart goes out to you. Even though I was at my mother's bedside when she passed - I still hope you are correct, and our conversation will continue as well.
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Glad you were able to be there with your mom. My mother and I had a lot of baggage, but in the last few years I was doing some thinking about how I would feel if she passed and I had not seen her again. Now that I'm in that position, I still don't know how I feel.
ReplyDeleteIt's a very comforting thought that we might get another chance at relationships in the next life. I hope it's true.
ReplyDeleteMe, too, Nancy. :)
ReplyDeleteOh, Lisa, you got some young shots of her...love them! En pointe and a wonderful artist, too. You multi-talented Browns...
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