You know how you can smell your mamas hair when you hug her? Or how you'll do any silly impression; even fake tap dance like Fred Astaire to make her laugh? I remember. Motherhood has arrived for me, but where oh where is my mama? How many times I've wanted to call her & ask her questions. How many times I've imagined her snuggling my baby & telling me to treasure these fleeting days. & I do. Because I know she would. Happy Birthday mama!
*This is a photo my papa took of her in Kashmir, India, on a boat filled with flowers. I still imagine her drifting on this fragrant boat sometimes.
I now know this feeling all too well :(
ReplyDeleteShe looks like she was a beautiful woman. Hugs-
ReplyDeleteShe will always be there with you in some way.
ReplyDeleteI had my mother from afar for the first four years of motherhood and then she was gone. I lost three babies, miscarriage and one with heart defect at birth. It's so consoling to know my mother and then her mother joined her to care for my babies who weren't meant to stay here. I can empathize with the desire to ask her for her advice. I ended up working for La Leche League for over twenty years helping pregnant and nursing mothers, and my mother was my inspiration. I did a watercolor at a spiritual watercolor class, in memory of Shayla who was happy in my womb but didn't have the ability to breath oxygen on her own at birth. She was a beautiful mermaid and she is surrounded by all the beautiful sealife. At the top of the painting you can see the bottom of a boat with a chain like cord that is anchored at the bottom of the ocean. It means a lot to me. Thank you for your personal sharing that brought forth these special memories.
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