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Thursday, November 6, 2014

In Loving Memory

I remember the first time that I met her. I was nervous, as most people are to meet the parents of the one they love. I had flown to Pennyslavnia for the first time with your Dad and was terrified they'd think I was lame, annoying, or a number of other negative thoughts that go through one's mind in these situations.

She answered the door and immediately gave me a hug and offered me a cup of coffee. I could tell she was funny off the bat and spunky as all get out. We were bound to get along. I had met the perfect future mother in law for me. Anyone who would sit around and drink coffee with me all day was a winner in my book. No agenda or plans. We'd just sit around chit chat and keep on brewing pots of coffee.

But you'll never know her. Not like that. You'll hear stories about her and hear us reference her in conversation but you'll never KNOW her. That makes us terribly sad. When you both do something cute or funny we've thought how much we wish she could be around to see it or how we'd love to give her a call to share it with her. I remember watching her play with your cousin and it makes my heart hurt that you won't see how she used to get down on the floor and play! Really play! I knew her for a short time in the grand scheme of things as she became ill with cancer soon after we became engaged and we lived in California at the time. We flew back often to see her. She fought long and hard her battle. Aiden, you got to meet her when you were a tiny baby. That moment is etched in my mind and precious. Piper, you carry her middle name and a piece of her always. Be proud of that. I know she must have felt awful so much of the time but when we were around she rarely showed it. Instead, she'd insist we get crabs, have some beer and have the entire family over. I'm fairly certain she was always the life of the party as we always had a great time and laughed a lot!

It's been 5 years since she passed away. We sprinkled her ashes at the beach in Rehobeth and every summer we go pay our respects to her. I hope you both keep that tradition alive as it's one of the most important things you can do. Keep traditions alive. It's how people live on in your heart. You may not have met her but you have some of her inside of you. She's your family. Your blood. You inherit things from people and I really hope that you both have picked up her fun loving spirit. One day, when you're old enough and are cracking crabs, drinking a beer. walking the beach or enjoying endless pots of coffee think of your Mimi. And raise a glass to her.

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