Honoring my Ultra Strong Mom and her Wisdom
I miss my mom. I miss her face. I miss her hugs, her encouragement, the little gifts she'd bring me just because she knew they'd put a smile on my face. I miss the way she managed to keep our family solid and thriving, despite the dysfunction that runs oh so deep.
I miss her presence, I miss her voice; the way she'd call me on the phone for no reason other than to say hi, and sound so upbeat and happy- that it was hard not to be infected by her joie de vivre.
I miss her friendship, I miss her endorsements and I miss not having a grandma for my kids to bear hug, to read with, to pass on her memories, her hopes, dreams and love. I just plain miss her, and so I have taken to hoarding all her keepsakes (just ask my husband who has had to live with me covering every wall and nook and cranny of our home with her paintings, flowers and figurines).In other words I have officially become my mother and surrounding myself with her stuff helps me to see a bit of her beauty in even the most mundane ceramic clown.
And while some days I feel as though I could be mired in sadness-the very fact that I am a mother and have kids to raise makes me acutely aware that living in sadness does nothing to celebrate and help my kids find the joy in life as their grandma did!
So each day, I hope for the possibility that my mother is fully aware in some other realm or state of being that we are doing everything we can to honor her legacy and that every part of who we are, including my children and all the good we bring to the world, is a result of her.
And every day I try and honor the wisdom she bestowed upon me and keep her traditions alive as I try and pass them down to my kids. Here are just a few!
Honoring my Ultra Strong Mom and her Wisdom
#1 My mother taught me to speak my mind and never waver in my convictions.
My mother had very strong opinions and throughout our lives she never failed to make them known. She made sure that we found our voices, and that we followed our inner voice and passion. She made sure to raise us in such a way that we had no other choice but to believe in our own divine power and to never allow anyone to make us believe we were anything but pure magic.
#2 My mother taught me the value of organization and schooled me on all the products and tools I would need to manage my life and eventually a family of my own.
The one thing I always remembered her telling us was to never skimp on certain products- she would always use the expression “Don’t be Penny wise pound foolish.” And when it came to the big and small purchases in our lives growing up that phrase was often uttered- especially when I would shop with her .
#3 And last but certainly not least, my mother taught me to cherish and marinate in the seemingly little moments. My mother celebrated every minor and major life event- she made every get together into a great big party. And when I say a party I don’t mean that she had it catered with great big centerpieces and a marching brass band. Rather she brought the sense of celebration and the spirit of being joyful to every event so that we remembered to celebrate life’s seemingly ordinary moments- so that each day with her felt like a milestone and a victory.
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