Yesterday my brother, my sister, and I visited. As we chatted about our childhood memories, I was once again keenly aware of the void that exists now that Mother is no longer with us. Time has healed some of the raw pain of course but the wound of losing a loved one never really heals completely, and so, I feel her loss often.
Mother died of cancer; and the last several months of Mom's life were filled with chemo treatments, surgeries that mended her breaking bones, and profound sadness. Our final good-bye is a bittersweet memory that will be forever etched in my mind; and for that, I'm grateful.
The sweet little poem that follows was sent to me by my sister:
I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no matter how gray the day may appear.
I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more.
I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive and everlasting.
I wish you enough pain so that even the smallest of joys in life may appear bigger.
I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.
I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.
I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye.
To all of you, I wish you enough. Our mother would have wished the same.
Mary Pat Boyd
www.boydsilverworks.com