Beautifully captured- the push, the pull- the passage of time. As I read this I think how I wish I could answer your question- for me the question is how I am navigating without my mom. I think either way, to some extent we figure it out as we go, but it's always the gratitude that gets me through. Lot's to think about, and we all learn from each other. And I love that you put out the question, because there is great comfort in knowing that we are not alone. Thanks too for the recs- want to pick up Best American Essays... Love that photo of your beautiful mama!
No one captures the push and pull as well as you do. It’s always a compelling part of your writing which I love!
There are no words to describe how I regret not taking that trip to visit you that year to meet your momma but we met somehow virtually in the techno world we never dreamed of.
Somehow I know she’s been working behind the scenes with us. And yes, we are all walking each other home, learning from each other along the way. xx
My heart is with you Dina. I feel this season of August and the nostalgia that tugs like a string on a kite - pulling us away, yet holding us tethered to the moment. Happiest birthday to your sweet mama. She’s beautiful just like you are my friend. I’m savoring the thought of making a gazpacho now (my favorite!) -would love your recipe, and those Cuban sandwiches sound incredible. Feeding the soul with the flavors of this very special season. Sending so much love xo!!!
Thank you Laureen, you note is so moving. August does this to me every year! Thank you for the birthday wishes, for your presence, for savoring the thought of gazpacho and I promise to share my husband's gazpacho recipe, I have to watch him as he makes it next time because he flies by the seat of his pants yet it's always amazing. Have a beautiful weekend. xx
Just catching up here and loved this share, Dina. These moments with our parents can feel so confronting as well as comforting. Knowing our time with them is not infinite is a hard truth to acknowledge, but still wanting to wrap ourselves up in these moments while we have them is a balm. Sending hugs and heartfelt empathy xoxo
A daughter's relationship with her mother is so uniquely special. I'm hoping my mother is with me a very long time, and in fairly good shape. She's 73 and suffers from episodic dementia. Memories are sacred now. I'm so grateful she has always been our story-teller when we were growing up. Hope you see this time as comfort (and few tears) ...after....
Thank you so much Sherelle - and for sharing about your own experience and your mother. Memories are sacred - you are so right and agree, our mothers are the best storytellers. I feel lucky with you that we have them with us. Enjoying every moment as it comes.
Beautifully captured- the push, the pull- the passage of time. As I read this I think how I wish I could answer your question- for me the question is how I am navigating without my mom. I think either way, to some extent we figure it out as we go, but it's always the gratitude that gets me through. Lot's to think about, and we all learn from each other. And I love that you put out the question, because there is great comfort in knowing that we are not alone. Thanks too for the recs- want to pick up Best American Essays... Love that photo of your beautiful mama!
No one captures the push and pull as well as you do. It’s always a compelling part of your writing which I love!
There are no words to describe how I regret not taking that trip to visit you that year to meet your momma but we met somehow virtually in the techno world we never dreamed of.
Somehow I know she’s been working behind the scenes with us. And yes, we are all walking each other home, learning from each other along the way. xx
Thank you, and I think you are right about her working...xx
I understand. My 85-year-old Mom is now living with us. Every day is a gift.
Thank you Tracey, yes it certainly is. I wish you a beautiful weekend and time with all those you love.
My heart is with you Dina. I feel this season of August and the nostalgia that tugs like a string on a kite - pulling us away, yet holding us tethered to the moment. Happiest birthday to your sweet mama. She’s beautiful just like you are my friend. I’m savoring the thought of making a gazpacho now (my favorite!) -would love your recipe, and those Cuban sandwiches sound incredible. Feeding the soul with the flavors of this very special season. Sending so much love xo!!!
Thank you Laureen, you note is so moving. August does this to me every year! Thank you for the birthday wishes, for your presence, for savoring the thought of gazpacho and I promise to share my husband's gazpacho recipe, I have to watch him as he makes it next time because he flies by the seat of his pants yet it's always amazing. Have a beautiful weekend. xx
Just catching up here and loved this share, Dina. These moments with our parents can feel so confronting as well as comforting. Knowing our time with them is not infinite is a hard truth to acknowledge, but still wanting to wrap ourselves up in these moments while we have them is a balm. Sending hugs and heartfelt empathy xoxo
A daughter's relationship with her mother is so uniquely special. I'm hoping my mother is with me a very long time, and in fairly good shape. She's 73 and suffers from episodic dementia. Memories are sacred now. I'm so grateful she has always been our story-teller when we were growing up. Hope you see this time as comfort (and few tears) ...after....
Thank you so much Sherelle - and for sharing about your own experience and your mother. Memories are sacred - you are so right and agree, our mothers are the best storytellers. I feel lucky with you that we have them with us. Enjoying every moment as it comes.