Dear Mom
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Dear Mom,
Three years ago you left to walk a different path. It was all so sudden and unexpected. One minute you were given a clean bill of health and in the next moment cancer had consumed your entire body. You fought incredibly hard and were courageous beyond words. Even in your final days you never stopped mothering us. Telling us to not spend so much time at the hospital; "you have lives to live" you had said. But there was no other place we wanted to be but by your side.
You now watch over us and send signs to let us know you are there. Each time a sign is received it is a ripple effect of emotion and we all feel the love. Right before we were about to go on the boat to visit the spot we spread your ashes Father found the tiniest of feathers. It warmed our hearts deeply.
You should see the feather collection I have accumulated. Always at the perfect moment I find one and it brings a smile to my face. I think about you everyday and am grateful for the conversations we have in the pages of my notebook. You help guide me forward. Even though you are not here in person your spirit is still strong and vibrant in my heart.
We continued our yearly tradition of gathering together to celebrate you. Of course it was at your favorite spot, the beach. What a gift you have given us in your passing. You have made us all appreciate the importance of family and take time to spend with one another. This weekend together is a blessing and we all feel you right there with us.
Some of us headed out to where we spread your ashes to drop sunflowers into the water. You would love the way they float on top of the sea. It is such a beautiful site to watch them drifting. While we were out there they were getting ready for a sailboat competition. I remember you always saying you dreamed of owning a sailboat.
We then spent the day swimming, laughing, enjoying each others company, and eating delicious food. The kids also shared the Grandma June memories books they have made using all of your scrapbooking things. These little books hold so much love and bring back so many incredible memories.
At sunset we all gathered at the end of the dock to toss more sunflowers into the river and blow you a kiss. I still remember standing in the funeral home linked arm in arm and Father asking us all to blow you a kiss from the grandkids. It was wonderful being together and watching the sunflowers drift. This year they took right off towards the canal. Maybe they were headed to Chadwick Island.
We all miss you so much. Thank you for making us strong enough to get through this. Thank you for always watching over. Thank you for teaching us that family is everything and sharing is caring. You are forever in our hearts.
Sending you so much love!
Love,
Jennifer
