| My Tribute to Mom Who Passed Away On Mother's Day Year 2000 Many Ask Who I Am Most Like |
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Many ask who I am most like, I answer without a doubt " MY MOM"I have no need to think why I have her stubbornness and I believe my smile is a reflection of her wild spirit. When I hear music, sing, dance or play an instrument (no matter how badly) it not only lifts my spirit it engulfs my entire soul. Mom’s eyes would shine like the sun when she heard music, sang, danced or played the harmonica and her feet would never stop tapping to the beat even when she could no longer dance, she danced in her soul and she came alive just as I doMom was not perfect and we all have some memories we’d like to erase and I can not paint a picture of sweetness. Mom had a side she used more often then we would have liked, a side she used to protect herself from this world " A tough side" she used to get through life. We tend to forget that she was also full of humor and this was also a way of relieving some of the burdens she felt. When we were sitting beside her this last week we all told stories and laughed even cut a few jokes, just like she would of wanted and done herself. We could dwell on the negative, but I would like to look towards the positive.Mom has brought into this world some beautiful children and gave us many things to be proud of. We all have her strength, her humor, and her pride and yes her beautiful spirit. She may not have been the picture perfect mom " are any of us". I do know that she would want us to know how much she loved us. I know that from experience she wished we would learn from her mistakes and her accomplishments. Sometimes we may think she didn’t have a lot of accomplishments but I disagree, it takes a lot to make it as far as she did. It takes a lot of strength. I remember once when my life was at a low point and like mom always did, I tried to hide it " She noticed". She asked me what’s wrong Birdie? Of course just like her I answered nothing. Well for once she didn’t accept this answer and said " NO you are looking just like me Birdie don’t take that path. Naturally, quickly the subject was changed and we went back to pretending the conversation never took place. I never forgot those words and when I went through tough times remembered " her strengths " and it reminded me that I have come from a tough cookie and could survive if it is what I really wanted. We may not agree or be happy with the paths Mom chose but it was her choice, just as it is ours which ones we choose. I do know that she would not want us to carry the burdens she carried or continue to carry hers. Mom would want us to take her beautiful spirit; humor; stubbornness and pride too not only dream but also make our dreams come alive. Mom left her dreams in her heart instead of living them and for us to leave ours there would be having her live her life over again with the same burdens. She wouldn’t want us to suffer like she did " Well she may want us to suffer just a little by putting on a Wilf Carter record and listening to it". I think we should remember that nobody could make mom do something that she really didn’t want to do. She stuck to her guns and we should use that kind of strength to relief our lives of such a burden. I know that mine has already started to shed the burdens of my past. I believe she would want us to live in the present and not the past, I am choosing to remember these positive things in mom’s nature " not saying I always do" but I challenge all of us to do the same.Love you mom Birdie (Roberta) Your Strength
Your strength is my strength Your sadness my sadness Although we could not know the entirety of your burden We felt it’s strength in our hearts and carried it with us
I ask you now to relieve yourself of your burden I will relieve myself of mine
Now we may listen to the music play Watch the flowers bloom And Dance the dance of a free spirit
Now we are all at peace
Sleep Well Mom Enjoy your freedom
We Love You Birdie
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