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In reply to the discussion: I don't do many OP's, but considering [View all]kcass1954
(1,819 posts)Just before her 70th birthday. I'm lucky that I had her for 21 years after her initial diagnosis. I still miss her terribly.
She's starting to talk to me again about her green and white quilt. If I don't stop what I've been working on and pick up her quilt for a while, she won't leave me alone.
My mama knew I wasnt ready to let her go, so she stayed until her passing would be a blessing, her suffering over. The terrible things that happen to us in this life never make any sense when were in the middle of them, floundering, no end in sight. There is no rope to hang on to, it seems. Mothers can soothe children during those times, through their reassurance. No one worries about you like your mother, and when she is gone, the world seems unsafe, things that happen unwieldy. You cannot turn to her anymore, and it changes your life forever. There is no one on earth who knew you from the day you were born; who knew exactly what to say when you were hurting; and who encouraged you to grow a good heart. When that layer goes, whatever is left of your childhood goes with her. Memories are very different and cannot soothe you the same way her touch did."
~From Big Stone Gap, by Adriana Trigiani