Mother's Day Daffodils
Saturday, May 11, 2013
Happy Mother's Day!
I'm posting a day early because tomorrow will be a busy day and I'm trying to get a lot of my Sunday activities accomplished today. I'm actually reposting a favorite blog of mine that I think of around this time every year when the daffodils appear in my yard. They're a bit late this year but they are finally making their reappearance just in time for Mother's Day.
Saturday, April 17, 2010
I am still thinking about the horoscope that appeared on my desktop a few days ago; I think it could apply to my every day.
"Today is a really good time to organize your memories - they are stronger than usual, and you might want to write down your take on long-ago events to keep it fresh and alive for the future."
Today, I won't be writing about anything motivational or inspirational. (I'll have one of those in the next couple of days.) I'm writing about a long-ago event that I was reminded of when the daylight appeared this morning.
My mom died on April 2, 1994. She had fought colon cancer for three years so even though we prayed for miracles, it was not a surprise and it was a relief to see her pass on to a better life.
She lived in Tennessee and I lived in Wisconsin and at the end, each time I tried to schedule one last trip to see her, she would cancel out on me at the last minute. I understand now that she didn't want me to see her at the end. My brother lived closer to her and saw her more frequently and his memories are clouded now by what he saw as she died. The memories I have are mostly of all the fun times (she was a wild woman!) and only a little of what occurred at the end.
She had a brief time of remission the autumn before she died; that was the last time I saw her. She and my dad had built a lovely house a couple of years previous and she was still landscaping. She talked to me of planting daffodils. She and my dad would go out and throw daffodil bulbs in the air and plant them wherever they landed. Oh, they had fun and she sure laughed about her daffodil plan!
When I went to Tennessee for the funeral, I arrived at night. Understandably, it was a restless night for me; I would sleep an hour or two, wake up unsure as to where I was and then remember the grim purpose of my trip. Sometime around dawn, I awakened yet again and got out of bed to look out the window. Can you picture how I felt when I looked out to see all the sunshiney daffodils smiling at me? It was my mom telling me that everything was going to be OK.
This is daffodil season in Door County. I live in the northern part of the county and my daffodils are just starting to bloom. As dawn approached this morning and I looked out my window, I remembered the times over the past few years when I have gone out and tossed daffodil bulbs in the air and planted them where they landed. They are just beginning to smile at me, a reminder that life is good!