Mother’s Day is coming up this weekend. For some of my friends, this will be their very first Mother’s Day with their own little squishy to hold and love. For me, this is my first Mother’s Day without my mother. In fact, last Mother’s Day was the last time we saw my mom before she went into the hospital for the last time. Her birthday was May 7th, so we always celebrated her birthday and Mother’s Day together. Last year, we all went to my niece’s softball game, then back to my sister’s house for dinner and cake.
Mom had been sick for a long time. In 1998, she was diagnosed with Multiple Myeloma, cancer of the bone marrow. She’d had two successful bone marrow transplants, as well as countless rounds of chemotherapy and radiation. She was no stranger to hospital stays. Throughout it all, she kept a fighting, upbeat attitude. Mom was known for her offbeat sense of humor and wit. She was a smartass; always ready with a one-liner. She was also the queen of self-deprecation and deflecting attention away from herself.
With that in mind, I’ll do my best this Mother’s Day to honor her in quiet, subtle ways. I plan on donating some kitty food to our local shelter (Mom was THE crazy cat lady). I would like to have a meal out with my family and leave some lucky waitress an exorbitant tip (Mom was a waitress). Lastly, I want to find some Lily of the Valley or Baby’s Breath to plant in my yard (her two favorite flowers). Other than that, I plan on enjoying the weekend with my family. Our grandson’s birthday party is this weekend, so we’ll be hanging out with him and our granddaughter. I’ll be loving every minute of my time with my girls and baby boy, content to have them all by my side, happy and healthy. That’s what Mom would have wanted.
Happy Mother’s Day to all of my lovely weasels, and our beautiful readers. <3