By Rose DesRochers
How do we face a day set aside for Mothers when the woman who
brought us into this world has been taken from this world. Ask
those who have already been down this road and they will tell
you that it is a very lonely time.
For those of you that will be glowing with smiles, shopping
your Mother and taking her out to your favorite restaurant
will be those of us whose heart will be aching as we remember
the last moment spent with our Mothers.
Don't keep these emotions bottled up inside you, perhaps write
a special article or poem and dedicate to your Mothers memory,
share memories of your special times spent with your Mother
with family and friends, pull out old photographs or look at a
video tape of your Mother. Every year on holidays I light a
candle in her memory. Go out and buy yourself a rose bush and
plant it in your flower bed. Each year as summer brings back
the birth of roses your motherís memory will rebloom in the
beauty of those roses.
My mother always loved the roses. Her and my father would grow
them in the garden and all our neighbors would remark on the
beauty of those roses. So during my Mother's illness I often
took her roses clipped from the rose bush in my yard to the
nursing home. Every winter I am sadden by the loss of my
mother, but as winter took her the first bloom of those roses
brings her home.
So this Mother Day I will delight in the beauty of roses.
This Mothers Day allow yourself to feel the love and joy of
your children. You are not betraying your Mother by feeling
happiness. Your Mother would want you to be happy on this day
and remember her laughter. Grief is normal and there is no
way to deal with it. Close your eyes and remember your child
hood and the happy times spent with Mom. Remember the talks
the wisdom she shared, even remember the fights when you
quite see eye to eye.
Your Mother is forever with you, she is in the part of your
mind where she will never die. This Mothers Day rejoice and
smile. Your Mother gave you life and with that life she taught
you many things but one thing she may not have taught you was
how to say goodbye when her time would come to leave this
earth. Death it is just the passage through a door. It is from
one room until the next, from this life into eternal life.
Right there through the clouds is where your Mother is, she is
in the beauty of roses that bloom.
Remember your Mother this Mother Day, mourn in her death but
rejoice in her rebirth.
My Mother I will never be able to write anything that matches
her love for me but may my love for her be found within the
wisdom of these words that I share with all of you.
1-800 I'm calling Heaven operator please patch through a call
to our Mothers and wish them a Happy Mothers Day.
About The Author: Rose DesRochers firstname.lastname@example.org
www.todays-woman.net Rose is a published author and web
columnist from Canada Ontario and she is also the founder of
Today's Woman a community for men and women over 18, where
writers/poets/columnists meet and exchange ideas, contest,
and review and help each other succeed in the writing