Yesterday was the ten year anniversary of the passing of M's mom.
I wish so much that I had known her. I wish that she was here to help celebrate this new baby growing inside of me. I wish my husband's heart wasn't broken by this loss, even still today. (Oh gosh, now I'm sobbing.)
But I am so thankful for the stories I've heard of a woman who loved God more than anything or anyone else, who prayed for M constantly- and probably worried about him constantly- and who loved her husband so very, very well. I hope that I can be even just a little bit like her as a wife and a mother. I have never heard someone say anything but beautiful words about her. And share funny stories of the light she brought into anyone or any room. And even having not known her face to face, I feel like I do know at least a little part of her in loving her son.
The thing about pregnancy is it really gets you reflecting on the role of parents in the lives of children. I am so thankful that both M and I have had the fortunate blessing of parents who have loved us, their children, well and loved each other well. I'm learning that it's much more rare than I ever imagined. And so I hope we can continue to honor M's mother's life in the way that we live our lives and parent our children.
She is sorely missed.
Thursday, May 23, 2013
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Now I'm sobbing...yes, she is missed. Though less than a year older, she took her role of "big sis" seriously. HA!, as if I needed one, I thought. But she kept her finger in my back, guiding, suggesting, inviting, and finally, just telling people, "Give Mary a call, she'd be perfect for that".Rarely does a day go by that I dont think of her in some little way. I wish you knew her too, Elizabeth. But, in a way you do. Mason has so much "Wanda" about him. Mother's Day we somehow got started on Mason-stories which led to Wanda stories...funny stories that my children remember from their childhood. Weekend at the condo, just moms and kids. Wanda getting the car stuck in the sand one time and said ...GASP, the "C" word, shocking my kids to the core. We laughed at good remembrances, the fabric from which our family is made. You add much to that fabric, Liz. Love to all....Auntie M.
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