Today is the 12th anniversary of my Mama's death. It still seems like yesterday really. I miss her every single day. She was only 61 when she died - it was lung cancer. And, it took her very quick. But this close to Christmas, well by the time we made arrangements, notified family and held the wake and funeral, Christmas was upon us.
What made that most difficult was that Mama so loved Christmas. It was her time of year and I mean she would go all out. For a couple of years after her death I carried such deep, deep grief that I was pretty much numb at Christmastime. I've gotten a bit better these days. Just a bit.
Right after the funeral, the family went to Mama's house and exchanged gifts. Underneath that tree my Mama had made sure that I got what I wanted most of all that year - a KitchenAid mixer. For years every single time that I used it I would have to wipe away the tears.
I don't cry when I use it now - I just smile and say I love ya Mama.
Helen1936 - 1997
If Roses Grow in Heaven
If roses grow in Heaven Lord
Please pick a bunch for me.
Place them in my Mother's arms
and tell her they're from me.
Tell her I love her and miss her,
and when she turns to smile,
Place a kiss upon her cheek
and hold her for a while.
Because remembering her is easy,
I do it everyday,
But there is an ache within my heart
That will never go away.