Remembering Mom
Mom passed away three years ago today from a rare disorder called amyloidosis. Many of you knew her, prayed for her, and shared her struggle with her health during her last year.
The irony of me coming here to our blog to post about her is that she was very anti-technology. She would probably kill me for putting anything about her online. But to follow Jess's direction to remember happy times, I'd just like to post some of my favorite memories of Mom...
...Baking Christmas cookies and bubble bread together for the holidays.
…Learning how to cook and bake by watching her and learning from her.
...Snuggling in the rocking chair while she read to me.
...Marathon mall shopping for the perfect shirt or formal dress.
...The birthday cakes she made me every year -- from the beautiful ones to the one that fell over like the leaning tower of Pisa, causing tears from all the laughter.
...The special dresses she sewed for me.
…Coming home from school, knowing Mom was waiting at home for me with a snack.
…Having her take care of me when I got sick.
…Mom and Dad listening right outside the door while Jess proposed.
…Her knife-waving while she talked and all the food experiments while Jess and I were dating and engaged.
…Every present she gave always had a story to go with it of how or why she got it.
There are many, many more wonderful memories of Mom. Just typing out a few has brought back so many more than what I could put down. Thanks for letting me share them today.
I love you, Mom, and I miss you.
The irony of me coming here to our blog to post about her is that she was very anti-technology. She would probably kill me for putting anything about her online. But to follow Jess's direction to remember happy times, I'd just like to post some of my favorite memories of Mom...
...Baking Christmas cookies and bubble bread together for the holidays.
…Learning how to cook and bake by watching her and learning from her.
...Snuggling in the rocking chair while she read to me.
...Marathon mall shopping for the perfect shirt or formal dress.
...The birthday cakes she made me every year -- from the beautiful ones to the one that fell over like the leaning tower of Pisa, causing tears from all the laughter.
...The special dresses she sewed for me.
…Coming home from school, knowing Mom was waiting at home for me with a snack.
…Having her take care of me when I got sick.
…Mom and Dad listening right outside the door while Jess proposed.
…Her knife-waving while she talked and all the food experiments while Jess and I were dating and engaged.
…Every present she gave always had a story to go with it of how or why she got it.
There are many, many more wonderful memories of Mom. Just typing out a few has brought back so many more than what I could put down. Thanks for letting me share them today.
I love you, Mom, and I miss you.
posted by Jess, Kristi & Bohdan | 10:21 AM
3 Comments:
It was a cold, but sunny morning at the cemetery. Snow covered Barbara’s grave. I brushed the snow from the marker and drew a heart in the snow. Today was one of great emptiness, and yet great fullness with so many wonderful and deep memories. The only difficulty with memories is that they are past, never to be seen or felt again, only to be remembered. But there is one memory that I hold on to tenaciously from that morning 3 years ago – as I left that morning (not knowing it would be our last together), I told Barbara, “I love you” and her face brightened with a beautiful smile. Through all the ups and downs of life, that really summed up our life together.
I will always miss her and cherish you Kristi,
Dad
I, too, have a lot of fond memories of your Mom. She was always good to me. I cannot believe it has been three years. I remember clearly when my Mom called and told me what happened. She will be remembered well.
Tim
I remember your mother but don't remember her passing. It is late to say but I wish I knew her better.
Even though she was anti-technology I am sure she would approve of your blog post about her. It comes across as a wonderful & touching tribute to her & the times you shared.
Duane
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