On Thanksgiving day three years ago my mother passed away. I still miss her. She was always there when I needed her. She came before I called. She didn’t say much when something serious was happening in my life, or when I was sad, or when I cried, or when I hurt so much I thought I might die. She was just there with outstretched arms. Loving me. Did I remember to thank her? If I did, it wasn’t enough. It could never be enough. She gave up her life for three months to stay with me during my late husband’s illness, without a murmur, without a sigh. I didn’t ask, she just came. I never had to do anything to deserve her love. She loved me because I was her child. Despite the teen years when I must have caused her pain, despite my moving half way across the…
We’ve all struggled. And somehow the struggles felt by teenagers seem to be so intense and overwhelming and oh so hard to handle. Regardless of how trivial they end up being. That’s how it was for me. And it helps to have wise counsel in life, be you a teenager or a fully grown adult. Mums’ can help It’s been said before and I’m happy to say it again…my Mum was a very wise woman. I was supported and loved even when, looking back I’m not certain I deserved it. Somehow, my Mum always managed to say what you needed to hear… often before you knew you needed to hear it and…sometimes when you thought you didn’t ever need to hear it! Quantum leaping She even understood about quantum leaps, before quantum leaps had been discussed and written about. And I found myself quoting her today as my friend and I had…