You can only have one mother
Patient kind and true;
No other friend in all the world,
Will be the same to you.
When other friends forsake you,
To mother you will return,
For all her loving kindness,
She asks nothing in return.
As we look upon her picture,
Sweet memories we recall,
Of a face so full of sunshine,
And a smile for one and all.
Sweet Jesus, take this message,
To our dear mother up above;
Tell her how we miss her,
And give her all our love.
- Irish Funeral Prayer
One year– one year– How has one year passed without her?
A year and a half ago, my dad asked me to do a photo shoot of my mom. She was 4 months into her second diagnosis of breast cancer. She was almost finished with chemo for the second time. Mom wanted to remember her fight. She wanted to be able to look back at the road she fought. Honestly, I never really looked through these pictures. I processed a couple …. but tonight, I processed all of them. I couldn’t help but including almost all of them even though they are all so similar. Mom was really uncomfortable during the photo shoot. She definitely stepped out of her comfort zone capturing these memories. I, too, stepped out of my comfort zone. I think I froze at times not knowing how to pose or capture the memories of my mom with cancer. How does one capture it correctly?
As I spent the evening sorting through this photo session, I smiled and cried. What a beautiful lady she was. Always with a smile on her face. She was the most caring person I know. Mom always put everyone before her self until the very end. A year ago on Mother’s Day mom was taken to the ER for having trouble breathing. She got her way and talked the doctor into releasing her with oxygen because her granddaughters were home celebrating Mother’s Day and her 56th birthday. Never would have imagined it would be our last birthday celebration and the last time she saw the twins. Although blurry — the last kiss captured on camera.
Words can’t really express all that I am thinking about right now. But what I can say is — she truly is the wind beneath my wings.
Click to watch (They wouldn’t let me upload the video)
Off to dream about mom….
Kim
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