This bougainvillea always makes me think of my mom and how she taught me so much about gardening but how different our styles were. This was the one plant I had that had established itself to add some color and help cover the fence for my wedding. I came home from some errands to find my mom with the pruners hacking away at this bush, cuts up to her elbows from the thorns, and her being totally proud of her accomplishments. She was so pleased with her work that I couldn’t tell her that I was horrified. We just blotted her scrapes and had a wedding. Now these plants are twice her height and they bring me many happy memories about her goals for a more manicured garden and, undoubtedly, more manicured children. 🌺🌸
Today is Monday and I am awake and up mostly because of anxiety. I don't want to admit it but it's true. I woke up early and started thinking about my to-do list and then there was no way I could get back to sleep after that. I have a lot to decide this week like will I add more colors to my yarn line. It seems like that would be a nobrainer but there is a lot to consider like how my sales will increase this fall (how am I going to make sure I can pay for the inventory that I buy) and where all that yarn is going to go when it gets here!
These are normal thoughts for me and my small business but to compound them with the stress of losing my mother is a little overwhelming. I guess just have to make the decisions and move through the day. I always have a huge list of tasks for the day and ideas for the future so I guess it doesn't make today any different than any other day.
Today would have been my mom's 77th birthday. She died less than 3 weeks ago from metastasized breast cancer that had spread to her lungs, liver, and spleen. She had an amazing spirit and never slowed down. I was lucky enough to speak at her funeral and this is what I said:
Hello, my name is Heather. I am Ginny and John's youngest child. I always told her that she saved the best for last which made her laugh but she would never agree. My mom loved all four of her children with equal veracity and never wanted to show partiality but I know I’m right.
The home that my mom built was a safe and caring home. There was never a question if she would be there to pick you up after school or if dinner would be ready at 6. Because it was ready at 6 without fail. She was there for each of us exactly when she needed to be which made her a great mom.
Ginny always wanted to be a mom. She was one of four girls and the one the others said had really married for love. And I do believe that she married for love. My dad adored her and they had a long and happy marriage. Just one month shy of 55 years.
Our mom built an amazing network over the years with her bright smile and amazing memory. Look at this service! She loved making a personal connection with everyone she met and would remember their story as well as her own. She always taught us that "you remember someone's name because you want to. If you choose to remember it when you meet them then you will." It was that simple.
Our mom faced cancer with the same simple determination. She never wanted the disease slow her down so it didn't. She was never scared or even complained. She simply put her feet on the ground and went about her day. She had things to do and cancer wasn't one of them.
As you leave this service, make a connection, remember a new name, and do it because our mom did it with you.