Now I know why you didn’t like to get your picture taken. Sometimes I don’t recognize myself in pictures. I take them anyway, since looking at them brings me joy and reminds me that I have a great life!
I know why you spent all of your time with your family at the expense of outside friendships. I want to focus on the people who are most important to me. Some of my friends are like family to me.
Now I know why you always preferred to work in an office where you were the only woman. Relationships, particularly with other women, can be difficult. They can be complicated and painful, and at the same time they can be joyful and loving. I have learned a lot about myself through the lens of my relationships with others.
I understand how it annoyed you when dad made a mess of your kitchen when he cooked. I’m glad that familial roles have blurred and aren’t as clearly defined anymore. I think that this has made us relate in a different, more intimate way as a family.
I know that you loved me equally as much as my older brother and sisters, even if you didn’t exactly plan to have a fourth child. I couldn’t imagine how I would possibly love another child as much as my first-born son. My heart found a way when my daughter was born.
I know how happy it made you when all of your children got along with each other (we still do)! I love that mine do and take comfort that they will always have each other.
Now I realize how much your happiness was tied to ours, when my kids are happy, I’m happy.
Now I understand why you were so upset when I moved to another state, even though it was only an hour away. It meant that we wouldn’t see each other as often. I feel the most full when I’m with my kids and miss them whenever we’re apart.
I know how difficult it must have been when your mom passed away and how much you missed her every single day. I know how many times you must have wanted to pick up the phone to talk about your day, hear words of encouragement, share some happy or sad news or just to hear her voice. I know how important that unconditional love was to you and how, with your mom, no matter how old you were, she would always make you feel loved and protected.
I miss you terribly and it’s not the same without you.
But now I realize that I was always capable of loving myself just like you always had.
2 thoughts on “Dear Mom”
Your words always strike a chord with me, touch my heart, and make me think. This one brought tears to my eyes. You are gifted Jeanne, keep them coming my dear friend!
Thanks T! xox