Glamour Begins At Home

The Gift by Darlene Lamb

There is just over two weeks until our wedding and as expected there is a generous size list of things to complete. But the world stood still for me last week when my Mother passed away. She had just celebrated her 80th birthday a few months ago and although her health had always been a roller coaster, Mom had continually bounced with each set back.
We are grateful that the final illness did not have her lingering in pain and that she was called Home quickly. I am numb with a strange combination of emotions - funerals and weddings don't mix. She was rested in the new dress she had planned to wear to my wedding, it carried a sad sweetness to it.

One of my most poignant memories of my Mom was when she would gather me up and cuddle for a nap on the bed together. I might have been only 3 or 4 years old, but when I close my eyes and remember, it feels like I'm there tucked in her arms again. There has been a fare amount of time this week drawing from that memory and feeling. It's a wonderful spot to take myself back to.

Mother of two, Grand Mother of five, Great Grandmother of four - and she had one true love of her life. Mom is with our Dad again - where she so desperately wanted to be.

Rest now Mom. I love you.