I was sewing today at my mom’s house. I’m working on a project that I started at least a year ago. It reminded me of all of the years of watching my mom working at her sewing machine. I loved to just sit in the room and watch. My girls love to do the same thing. Matter of fact, my youngest daughter Emily migrated to sewing room with me tonight. Where ever my mom was, that’s where I was, or my girls, or all of us!
My mom was the same way with her mom. For most of my childhood, if my mom and I went shopping, my grandmother went too. If my girls and I went shopping, then that meant my mom went and while my grandmother was able, she went too. We all did everything together and it was fun! We wouldn’t have had it any other way.
A year ago today, we were faced with a different future. One we had never thought of. A future of my mom not being there when we went places. No more morning phone calls, no more talks throughout the day, no more shopping together, no more doing anything together. When our family met with the doctor and she gave us the results; that it was cancer and the worst kind,a brain tumor; a Glioblastoma Multiforme; my life stopped. I thought I was dying. I just remember thinking and probably screaming, “I can’t do this without her!” I have a recollection of running out of the meeting and crashing to my knees with such a force that they were bruised and swollen for days.
Even worse was telling our kids. My kids are so close to her; she’s like a best friend to them and to me; the best grandmother anyone could want. She is like her mom when I was growing up. I could talk to my grandmother about anything and she never judged. She was always there to listen, laugh with, and set you straight and never judgemental. My mom was (I hate using past tense here) the same way.
I pray that I can be that way with my kids and grandkids. Solomon may have asked for wisdom but all I’ve ever asked for was to be just like my mom. The most amazing woman that God ever made (next to my grandmother).