WITH LOVE, OVERFLOWING

mothers day

I love my mom, with all that is in me, with every piece of my heart. She’s always had my admiration and there will never be a day that will ever diminish. In recognition of the upcoming day when we honor our mothers, I wanted to take the time to dedicate this blog to her.

Even as I sit here thinking about how to possibly begin putting down on paper all the amazing qualities she has, it makes me choke up. Seeing your own mother hooked up to life support is a vision I will never be able to erase, and even though there is a happy ending, the fact that I could have lost her is unfathomable, even almost a year later.

Watching someone you know who normally has undeniable strength be helpless and clinging to life can break you down in a hurry at any moment. And knowing my mom had been unconscious for hours made me question whether she even knew she needed to fight, or if she was in just in an abyss of nothingness. I just wanted a chance to whisper in her ear, “You can do this, I know you can.”

There are questions about these excruciating times in our lives that we will never know the answers to and so getting through them may never get any easier. But what I knew to be true on that day and every other one like it was that I LOVED her. And no level of unconsciousness was going to keep that love from reaching her. I sent my love to her from my knees outside the hospital with every fiber of my being, and I know it got to her, willing her to fight on. There is a power to the deepest love that I think transcends all earthy reasoning for what may be possible.

So this blog is dedicated to her, to a woman I strive to emulate more and more each year because her qualities inside and out remind me of this season, Spring, which is coincidentally her favorite time of year.  She is like the newly formed flowers, bursting with beauty in so many ways. I have never met anyone who thinks about the little things that will make other people happy the way she does. The delicate touches she adds to other’s lives, many of which go unnoticed, is a kindness that I want to mirror.

She uses all her God given musical talents to the very best of her abilities, bringing praise through music to the One who gifted her with them. She loves her husband, children and grandchildren with such a fierce and powerful force that it is palpable. And it’s all reciprocated, where do you think I learned to love, it all starts at the top. Everything good that comes out of this book started from me wanting to give back just a little of that love to her, to make her a journal so she will always remember how much God loves her, enough to save her life with multiple miracles. To remember how much the people around her love her, enough to form a spiritual army whose prayers would aid in her recovery and help her rise from darkness.

So although my mom has yet to see my dedication from the book, I think now is the appropriate time to show her. It is short, it is simple, but it the purest truth I know.

“Cancer on Monday, Dead on Tuesday, Home by the Weekend”                                             by Tricia King

This is for you, Mom, with love overflowing…

Happy Mother’s Day

 

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  1. Beautifully written, Tricia. This is the perfect description of your Mom. I am so glad to know her and love her too!

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  2. I began to read this entry at the office and I immediately knew I needed to finish reading it later. I knew I would tear up! What an awesome gift and way to give back! There is not a more accurate description of your mother. I am blessed to have had the opportunity to call her teacher, mentor, and friend over the last 30 years.

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