I need to know – if she were here today, what would she want? What would she think? What would she say? How would she feel? What would she do? Obviously, these answers don’t exist because my mother isn't here to supply them, but I allow myself to believe that maybe, if I collect everything that’s left of her in this world, then she can continue to be my mother. I want to buy her a present now that I have a few dollars in my pocket. I want her to tell me the thoughts, experiences, and opinions she was saving for a day when I was old enough to hear them. I want to know how she really felt about things. Whether it’s true or not, I believe that had she lived our parent/child relationship would have become deeper, nuanced, and candid in a way that only a parent/adult-child relationship can be. My mother died when I was a naïve new bride in my early twenties, and now that I’m a much wiser woman in her mid-thirties, I realize we missed out on so much. This remains a hobby of mine to this day, as I unearth the family photo albums every chance I get and perk my ears towards any mention of her name. When I was done excavating every corner of my history, I started picking through other people’s memories and mementos. Here’s a lock of hair from my daughter’s first haircut this is a note from my husband on the eve of our wedding and, oh look, here is a tattered piece of yellow paper where my mother scribbled a vegetarian chili recipe. I’ve extracted all that I can from my memories turning each one over in my mind, carefully searching for something I might have forgotten. I’ve poured over her letters and notes which I keep tucked away among keepsakes of more obvious sentimentality. I will always love you.Regrief, Continued Bonds, Grieving a Mother Watch out for that signal, when life as you know it ends. “Baby, we’re already in our life. It’s already started. “If I kiss you, it will be the end of life as we know it.”ġ3. “Every morning I still wake up and the first thing I want to do is to see your face.”ġ2. “If you can promise me anything, promise me that whenever you’re sad, or unsure, or you lose complete faith, that you’ll try to see yourself through my eyes.”ġ1. “You know the worst thing for a parent… second after losing a child? Watching your child head for the same life you had. “I know what I want, because I have it in my hands right now. A little bit more than anyone else does… Does that make any sense at all?”Ĩ. “All I know is, if you don’t figure out this something, you’ll just stay ordinary, and it doesn’t matter if it’s a work of art, or a taco, or a pair of socks! Just create something… new, and there it is, and it’s you, out in the world, outside of you, and you can look at it, or hear it, or read it, or feel it… and you know a little more about… you. Thing to remember is if we’re all alone, then we’re all together in that too.”ħ. “So now, all alone or not, you gotta walk ahead. “There’s no man, alive or dead, who’s going to fault you for living.”Ħ. You need to remember that girl on the road.”ĥ. I’m not worried about you remembering me, luv. Someone who doesn’t drive you to commit murder or doesn’t humiliate you beyond repair.”Ĥ. We don’t realize what a privilege it is to grow old with someone. “We’re so arrogant, aren’t we? So afraid of age, we do everything we can to prevent it. I’m alone, and it doesn’t matter what job I have or what I do or what I don’t do or what friends I have, he’s not here. I know what it is, not to feel like you’re in the room, until he looks at you or touches your hand or even makes a joke at your expense, just to let everyone know… you’re with him. “I bet you’ve had a hard time walking into a room full of people on your own, right? Yeah. This is the one that releases all the feels.ġ. This film is good for the heart and soul and, of course, if you ever want to cry waterfalls.Įver had a film that you’ve watched 40 times and it still finds a way to tug at your heartstrings? This is the big one. Here’s a shout out to one of the greatest yet easily underrated films there ever was.
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