My first Mother's Day without a Mother
I understand that there are issues around "Mother's Day" and so forth, but I had a peculiar thought today which I just wanted to put out into the ether.
My mother passed away, ripely, last year, and it didn't hit me that it was the end of Mother's Day as a "thing" for me.
Thanks, Mom.
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Frieda Berryhill, who died on June 20 at the age of 90, was a long-time member of Pacem in Terris, who dedicated herself to making the world better for us and for those who come after us. She fought tirelessly against nuclear power for the last decades of her life based on the premise that spent fuel can be deadly to untold future generations. She chaired the Coalition for Nuclear Power Plant Postponement for 20 years, working with the group's founder June Eisley to educate the public, legislators, and power company executives about the wisdom of foregoing nuclear power in Delaware. AND SHE SUCCEEDED. She was the first legal intervener to stop the proposed nuclear power plant in Summit, DE. Brilliant at research, she shared her extensive knowledge with many people at home and abroad, submitted statements to the Nuclear Regulatory Commission, and testified at hearings through July 2010. She spoke softly and with wit, but always carried a big bibliography.
Born in Austria, Frieda's experience of war and Nazi nationalism propelled her to fight against the Patriot Act, to march for peace, and to speak out against the folly of war.
She was a dynamo of dogged determination and a great inspiration. May she rest in peace.
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i was walking the pooch and thinking how this is going to be my 4th mother's day without my mom and suddenly decided i was going to go out and buy a card for her (which i haven't done for 3 mother's days now).
i put some tissues in my pocket, envisioning myself reading the cards and crying, trying to pick out the right one. as it turned out, the aisle was very crowded as i turned into it. i stopped, a card caught my eye right away, i picked it up and read it. that was the right card. there were no tears. i glanced at few others, but i had found the perfect one right away.
on my way home i said to myself: my god--you're crazy. and after a moment i added: so what? who the fuck cares?
i sat down and wrote quite a bit inside the card. it had an interior page and i filled that and the back of it along with the back of the card. it wasn't so much of an "update" to my mom -- (because i think she is most definitely still around--the night before my daughter & i were on the couch talking and i got a whiff of my mom's scent/perfume; i glanced over at her chair and told my daughter "she's here--just like before when the three of us would all sit around & talk"
-- but i poured out my emotions into the card (and cried over every word i wrote). i put it in the envelope, wrote her name on it, and slipped it into a journal type of book that i use to write/communicate with her.
it's reassuring to know i'm not the only one giving their mom a card in spite of such circumstances.
even tho i was very emotional as i wrote in that card it did make me feel good--it gave me the opportunity to acknowledge the fact that she still is my mom (always was and always will be) for as long as i'm on this earth.
It's so poignant reading about your experience in deciding to write a card to your Mom on Mother's Day. I think it's very cathartic to be able to write out what we've feeling and what better way than actually buying a M'sD card like we always did this time of year?
Looking back on my various cards throughout the years I can see where I was, too, because I don't keep a journal(good for you!)
First order of business: We're not crazy. There.. that's good to know. 
Happy Mother's Day, orleans 
