MY MOTHER, LYNDA

My Mom was hospitalized on November 1, 2009.  After staying in the hospital for 14 days, she returned home as a different person.  She was diagnosed with chronic enphysema and COPD.  She can no longer walk further than a few steps, no cooking, no running to the store - nothing.  She can do very little alone.  My Dad struggles to carry on a business and be her primary caregiver as well.  It is taking a toll on his health.

I have come to know my Mother in a very different way.  My Mom and I never really connected as Mother & Daughter.  I think back to the years I missed with her and wonder why it took a terminal disease to force me to know who she truly is.  I realize now, more than ever, that my Mom is the only Mom I will ever have.  Regardless of her faults, my faults or our differences, she gave birth to me and God chose her for a reason.

 I look at her sometimes and wonder what it will feel like to be without her someday.  The tears come of course and I try to erase the thought but you know, it is going to be reality someday. 

My priorities in life changed on that cold November night.  I sat by her bedside for 14 days and prayed she would recover and God would give me a second chance - and he did.  I never told my Mom I loved her nor did she tell me prior to her sickness.  You know, she was the kind of Mom who loved but didn't say it or hug you.  Nor did stubborn me make an effort either. This too has changed.  Together we spend several days a week talking, riding or whatever she is able to do.  Not one day is taken for granted.  Nor does a day pass that I do not call to say hello.   And I am thankful to have the opportunity to hear her voice on the phone and say "I love you Mom" one more time. 

Mother's Day is a day I am thankful to say "Happy Mother's Day Mom, I love you". 

HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!