Happy birthday Mom up in Heaven! Thank you so much for sending me more snow. I woke up to the snow continuing to fall and sticking to all but the road. I will admit that even though I am no longer a fan of snow like I was when I was a child I can appreciate how beautiful and magical fresh fallen snow looks. I was happy that I wouldn’t have to shovel it though. Below is a photo of the snow that she sent. I will share more tomorrow.
The snow (a present from my Mom) caused me to bundle up and wander out to take some more photos and videos. I do this with the hopes that it is so rare that it won’t happen again. Thus I needed to make the effort today or miss the chance. 😉 It will make for a great Christmas card photo though. Bob didn’t join me on this walk as he is even less of a fan of the white stuff than I am. As I wandered around with the snow falling I talked to my Mom. Thanking her for the snow in a slightly sarcastic voice but also with a bit of laughter. She is enjoying this rare snowfall. I also wished her a happy birthday. It is hard not having her here to celebrate with but I am so thankful that she no longer suffers from all of her health issues. She is able to do all of the things that she missed doing so much. She is surely having a birthday dance with my Dad.
She is good at sending snow at opportune times. Five years ago when she passed away she sent us a snow storm on the day my sister, Vicky was to fly home. I think Mom thought that we needed a little time in the snow to be silly and to stop crying for a short time. We hadn’t been in snow together since 1979! After we rearranged Vicky’s flight we ventured out into the snow. We made a little 8 inch snowman that we named Fluffy and we wrote Mom’s name in the snow. We took silly photos of each other which I will not share. 😉 It was a good break that we desperately needed at the time.
Before today’s snow can alter my blog post there were things that I wanted to share with you for her birthday. The first one is this. Over a long birthday weekend with my Mom as we celebrated her 75th birthday we set up a DVD recorder and asked her questions and she told us stories. How she and our Dad met. Family stories. Things we knew or thought we knew about our family. Memories. We had friends and family email us with special stories of our Mom which we read aloud to her while we recorded it. I then made those 5 hours of recordings into special DVDs for the family. Little did we know that two years later she would be gone. I tell you this not to make you sad but to encourage you to do the same. If you have the chance with your grandparents, parents, or older siblings make the effort to record these memories. I never got to ask my Dad all the questions that I would have liked. ♥♥ Tomorrow isn’t promised to any of us.
The other is to share this poem that I gave to my Mom years ago. It hung on her wall. I think it is great advice.
When I am an old woman, I shall wear purple
with a red hat that doesn’t go, and doesn’t suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
and satin candles, and say we’ve no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I am tired
and gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells
and run my stick along the public railings
and make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
and pick the flowers in other people’s gardens
and learn to spit.
You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat
and eat three pounds of sausages at a go
or only bread and pickles for a week
and hoard pens and pencils and beer nuts and things in boxes.
But now we must have clothes that keep us dry
and pay our rent and not swear in the street
and set a good example for the children.
We must have friends to dinner and read the papers.
But maybe I ought to practice a little now?
So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised
When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple.
Although I miss her terribly, today is not a day to be sad. It is a day to celebrate the best Mom in the universe! She was my best friend.
Today I am celebrating my Mom’s birthday in many ways. Well, first by my morning walk in the falling snow which she would have loved. Wearing purple (her favorite color) and a pair of her frog earrings. We will drink cava (champagne) and eat ice cream. I will laugh about the silly things we did together and I will celebrate her wonderful life. And I will miss her like crazy.
Happy birthday Mom!