My mom always scoffed at this ceremony as a cipher and merely a signal to visiting family that the mourning period was over and that they should go home now. But that's her irreverent wit.
I think it'll at least be healing for me to see my dad and sister and for us all to hold each other and cry.
It doesn't feel like "going home" in any real way. She was the heart of the family--partly because she had such a huge personality and partly because she was a stay-at-home mom and always there. Not that anyone could take her for granted, I love that she always demanded full attention.
Pic: She kept this photo of me (at 6 months?) in her wallet.
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This looks so much like Nu to me.
You're making your mother's personality so clear in these posts that I can almost hear her scoff and say these things.
What a great lady she was.
I thought the same thing as Nance. That looks just like Nu.
I’m trying to read these in order, so though I know you are back, I don’t know more yet. I hope you found some healing in being able to be with your dad and sister…
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