My mother's hands.
I've been thinking about Mother's Day a lot this year. This is my first Mother's Day without my Mom. She passed away on December 2, 2013 after a three year battle with lung cancer.
I was in Walgreens recently and went down the card isle. I saw the Mother's Day cards and actually started to pick one up when it hit me I didn't have to buy a card this year. Or a present. It hit me pretty hard too.
There are so many things that remind me of her. Flowers in bloom, cardinals singing, doves cooing, sitting on the porch drinking coffee. And so many things I do that she taught me. Just yesterday, while doing laundry, I was shaking the towels out as I got them out of the washer because she taught me "it won't take them as long in the dryer if you shake them out first instead of letting the dryer do it." That's just one of the many things.
My Dad, my brothers, and I, and lots of other family members and friends, miss her so much. But we know she's in a better place and she's not hurting any more. Those last few months were so hard on her, but she fought until the very end. She's still the strongest woman I know.
Little did we know that when I took this picture of her hands, she probably already had tumors growing in her lungs. I still remember taking the picture...telling her to hold still while I took a shot of her hands holding the coffee mug like she had done so many times while we talked and drank coffee.
I though it would be fitting to post the picture because it brings back so many good memories. I wrote the following to go with the picture of my Mom's hands on March 25, 2010....
"These are the hands that made our house a home growing up. These are the hands that taught me how to cook, sew, iron, take care of a baby, crochet, wash dishes, sweep and mop the floor, make a bed, plant flowers, write, paint, and all the other things I needed to know to make a home of my own. These are the hands attached to the arms that are always open wide for a hug whenever I need one. These are the hands of one of the strongest women I know. The woman that taught me how to be strong and always told me I could do anything I set my mind to and be anything I want to be. She still tells me this whenever I need encouragement. My mom is the one that taught me how to be a mom, a friend, and how to love, all by loving me. My hands look a lot like hers, so one day this could be my hands. I just hope I am able to give to my daughter and granddaughters everything my Mom has given to me. For all of this I will be eternally grateful. I love you Mom! "
Happy Mother's Day Mama. I love you and miss you.