Dear Mom,
One of my favorite memories of you has to be Christmas time. Every year
you would wrap gifts to put under the tree. Many times you would not use a box, just wrapping paper. I would notoriously find a way to peekat the presents. There would, for some unknown reason, be a "peeky hole". You would laugh and laugh. I am not sure how interested I was
in the present, but I knew I liked making you laugh.
As I write this letter I am happy for the memory. Like finding something you have been missing for a long time. I am also sad, and a little angry, that you are not here to create new memories with. This sad feeling is like a cold, rainy, overcast day that is colorless and
dull.
I miss you and wish you were here.
Love,
Susie
Monday, February 7, 2005
Letter from Jeanie - 2005
Dear Mom,
I miss you so much!! I still can’t believe you’re gone…. My comfort is that I know I’ll see you in heaven, and you will be healthy and sooo very happy!
I can never thank you enough for always being a mother to me…. In every beautiful sense of the word. I remember when Jimmy and I were dating in college, and you were worried about me, you treated me like a daughter even then. I remember when you spent the night with me and Debbie in our Ypsi apartment…. We went to the Irish bar and you were singing with the performer! What fun I had with you. I remember when Jimmy had moved to Colorado and you invited me and the guy I was dating to the family reunion! I remember all the advice and love you gave to me when my children were young, "You know, Rachel, when you take a nap you grow, come here and let me measure you". (tee-hee). I remember how you comforted me when my parents were sick, and dying….. you have always been there for me, so supportive, so caring, so loving.
I remember being in awe of you one ski trip about 16 years ago, I realized that you didn’t ski and stayed in the condo alone for most of the trip. As soon as we all came back from skiing, you were singing and happy and looking forward to playing cards etc….. never a mention of boredom or anything negative. I loved playing Balderdash with you, you and I would always wink at each other cause we knew which fake definition was each others (cause we both used Latin roots)….
I will always be thankful for that time at your kitchen table, (before we played the joke on Mrs. Kenzi), when we were alone and I got to tell you that you were the woman I most admired in the world…. I had felt that way for a very long time, but it never seemed the right moment to tell you….. and that was it… and I got to tell you these many things that I admired about you and how you’d always loved me as a true mother and we both cried…
I love you Mom, I miss you and can’t wait to see you again!
Love, Jeanie ("How lucky for me that his mother is my best friend")
I miss you so much!! I still can’t believe you’re gone…. My comfort is that I know I’ll see you in heaven, and you will be healthy and sooo very happy!
I can never thank you enough for always being a mother to me…. In every beautiful sense of the word. I remember when Jimmy and I were dating in college, and you were worried about me, you treated me like a daughter even then. I remember when you spent the night with me and Debbie in our Ypsi apartment…. We went to the Irish bar and you were singing with the performer! What fun I had with you. I remember when Jimmy had moved to Colorado and you invited me and the guy I was dating to the family reunion! I remember all the advice and love you gave to me when my children were young, "You know, Rachel, when you take a nap you grow, come here and let me measure you". (tee-hee). I remember how you comforted me when my parents were sick, and dying….. you have always been there for me, so supportive, so caring, so loving.
I remember being in awe of you one ski trip about 16 years ago, I realized that you didn’t ski and stayed in the condo alone for most of the trip. As soon as we all came back from skiing, you were singing and happy and looking forward to playing cards etc….. never a mention of boredom or anything negative. I loved playing Balderdash with you, you and I would always wink at each other cause we knew which fake definition was each others (cause we both used Latin roots)….
I will always be thankful for that time at your kitchen table, (before we played the joke on Mrs. Kenzi), when we were alone and I got to tell you that you were the woman I most admired in the world…. I had felt that way for a very long time, but it never seemed the right moment to tell you….. and that was it… and I got to tell you these many things that I admired about you and how you’d always loved me as a true mother and we both cried…
I love you Mom, I miss you and can’t wait to see you again!
Love, Jeanie ("How lucky for me that his mother is my best friend")
Letter from Jim - 2005
Dear Mom,
I wanted to write this letter today because I think about you often butdon't get a chance to talk to you. So this morning I want to say how much I love you and miss you. I miss your kindness, your smile, your humor, your que sera, que sera attitude and you're singing and music and much much more. I think about you when I see the ticker symbols go across the TV. I think
about you when I see the Daffodils peaking up through the snow. I think about when Barclay comes over and gives me a little nudge when he sees the last bite of my sandwich. I think about you whenever there is a card game mentioned. But most recently I have been thinking about you when my children are giving me some frustration. I remember how you would say
"when you get older and have you're own house I am going to come over and
jump on the bed and put my feet on the ceiling" ! So I was thinking....
Mom can you please come over today?
You're the best ! I miss you Mom.
Love,
Jimmy
I wanted to write this letter today because I think about you often butdon't get a chance to talk to you. So this morning I want to say how much I love you and miss you. I miss your kindness, your smile, your humor, your que sera, que sera attitude and you're singing and music and much much more. I think about you when I see the ticker symbols go across the TV. I think
about you when I see the Daffodils peaking up through the snow. I think about when Barclay comes over and gives me a little nudge when he sees the last bite of my sandwich. I think about you whenever there is a card game mentioned. But most recently I have been thinking about you when my children are giving me some frustration. I remember how you would say
"when you get older and have you're own house I am going to come over and
jump on the bed and put my feet on the ceiling" ! So I was thinking....
Mom can you please come over today?
You're the best ! I miss you Mom.
Love,
Jimmy
Letter from Marie - 2005
Dear Mom,
As always, just like everyday I am thinking of you especially today
March 1, 2005. It's hard to believe that two years have gone by since
the last time I was able to hug, kiss, talk, or confide in you for
complex or simply answers. Just wanted you to know how much you are
missed not only as a mother but a friend, and that I love you and miss
everything about you (your smile, laughter, Irish jokes and emails).
There is not a day that goes by that I don't hear or see you in some
form of action or looks that my kids or I had inherited from you. Andrea
has your quick wit (which get her in trouble at times), a beautiful
voice and smile. Ryan has your need for trivia, kindness (when he wants
to) and your dimples. Me, I hear myself saying thinks like "you don't
talk to me like that", "go to your room", but most of all I feel the
love that you provided me throughout my life that helps me try to be a
great mom and friend to my children and husband by always letting them
know how important they are to me no matter what.
I have some many fond memories of you but the one that I cherish the
most is how would help me figure the chords out for songs that I wanted
to play on my guitar and one of our favorites songs was "Hot Legs" by
Rod Stewart.
I love and miss you mom with all my heart!
Love
Marie
As always, just like everyday I am thinking of you especially today
March 1, 2005. It's hard to believe that two years have gone by since
the last time I was able to hug, kiss, talk, or confide in you for
complex or simply answers. Just wanted you to know how much you are
missed not only as a mother but a friend, and that I love you and miss
everything about you (your smile, laughter, Irish jokes and emails).
There is not a day that goes by that I don't hear or see you in some
form of action or looks that my kids or I had inherited from you. Andrea
has your quick wit (which get her in trouble at times), a beautiful
voice and smile. Ryan has your need for trivia, kindness (when he wants
to) and your dimples. Me, I hear myself saying thinks like "you don't
talk to me like that", "go to your room", but most of all I feel the
love that you provided me throughout my life that helps me try to be a
great mom and friend to my children and husband by always letting them
know how important they are to me no matter what.
I have some many fond memories of you but the one that I cherish the
most is how would help me figure the chords out for songs that I wanted
to play on my guitar and one of our favorites songs was "Hot Legs" by
Rod Stewart.
I love and miss you mom with all my heart!
Love
Marie
Letter from Di - 2005
Hi Mom,
I tried to write you many times yesterday, but it was just too hard. Tears still come
easily when I think of you. I have your picture here at my desk. It's from your
suprise 70th birthday party. Remember that one! Your wearing a light blue sweater,
one of your best colors!
Mom, you gave me so many great memories. But as the years pass, my amazement
grows for how much you also gave of yourself to others and that I'm just one of many
who have been blessed by knowing you. I've met many people in my "29 and holding"
years, but it is you who continues to be my inspiration and aspiration. Some say children
fill a home with laughter, but even with six kids, it was you who was the spirit of our
home and we all miss you so very much.
I think of you every night in my prayers and I know that you are happy in heaven holding
Jesus's hand and patiently waiting for us all to sing together again.
Love,
Di
I tried to write you many times yesterday, but it was just too hard. Tears still come
easily when I think of you. I have your picture here at my desk. It's from your
suprise 70th birthday party. Remember that one! Your wearing a light blue sweater,
one of your best colors!
Mom, you gave me so many great memories. But as the years pass, my amazement
grows for how much you also gave of yourself to others and that I'm just one of many
who have been blessed by knowing you. I've met many people in my "29 and holding"
years, but it is you who continues to be my inspiration and aspiration. Some say children
fill a home with laughter, but even with six kids, it was you who was the spirit of our
home and we all miss you so very much.
I think of you every night in my prayers and I know that you are happy in heaven holding
Jesus's hand and patiently waiting for us all to sing together again.
Love,
Di
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