This weekend is literally a weekend of shadows and sunshine.
The shadows are the ones, in my heart.
The memory of 3 years ago, when I first got the phonecall the Mom was dying.
The flickering pictures of how we trying to prepare for what was coming, and the fragments of urgent conversations between here, and the other side of the world. These emotions glide in and out of my thoughts the past few days.
I had been feeling "restless" and unsettled, and had not been able to understand why, till I saw the date.
But I am grateful that now 3 years later, it feels like shadows, and not the storm of sadness after the first year after her death. Last year, it felt like a few days of a stiff breeze, but I was able to walk through those difficult memories.
This year, I feel like I am in the shadows of remembering her; and saying goodbye. The moments that I spend in reflection of it all,
are softer, and I am able to see beyond the shade around me, that there is sunshine; and so many more pleasant and happy things to remember.
The moment of the final farewell, will always be a memory that is emotional. But this year; I can see and even more importantly ...feel the sunshine of the memory of Mom. And that chases away the shadows of my sadness.
Love you mom....to heaven and back.
The shadows are the ones, in my heart.
The memory of 3 years ago, when I first got the phonecall the Mom was dying.
The flickering pictures of how we trying to prepare for what was coming, and the fragments of urgent conversations between here, and the other side of the world. These emotions glide in and out of my thoughts the past few days.
I had been feeling "restless" and unsettled, and had not been able to understand why, till I saw the date.
But I am grateful that now 3 years later, it feels like shadows, and not the storm of sadness after the first year after her death. Last year, it felt like a few days of a stiff breeze, but I was able to walk through those difficult memories.
This year, I feel like I am in the shadows of remembering her; and saying goodbye. The moments that I spend in reflection of it all,
are softer, and I am able to see beyond the shade around me, that there is sunshine; and so many more pleasant and happy things to remember.
The moment of the final farewell, will always be a memory that is emotional. But this year; I can see and even more importantly ...feel the sunshine of the memory of Mom. And that chases away the shadows of my sadness.
Love you mom....to heaven and back.
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