Mom passed today…years ago.
It has taken me years to process.
Because, lets face it, I sucked as a daughter. I was arrogant, unbending, non loving.
I responded to the lacks in my life with anger, and failed to understand that she was, during our falling outs, responding to the lacks, and traumas, in her own life.
I know she tried with everything she had. I know mostly because I followed her patterns, and made many of her own choices, and many of my own not so positive additions.
Mom was blessed with daughters and sons who treated her with the honor she deserved, and for them I am greatful.
I was blessed with daughters who did not follow my path, and have remained steadfast to me. I am grateful
So..today, my mother, I am telling you I love you, and for you I am greatful. Live well out there in the universe, be love.
I have memories of May Day Macaroons, the only time our mother made them. I loved those macaroons, soft, warm and chewy from the oven. I loved their pure coconut sweetness.
tiny paper handle, filled with flowers and cookies, and hung on a friends door.
