This lenten season coincides with a landmark day in my life. My mother died 13 years ago today of ovarian cancer.
This combination of historical elements- my mother's life and death-
and lent-
feels like some sort of blinding light right now. It is hard to know where to look.
What I know to be true is that living without my mother , as a witness and a guide, is the hardest thing I have ever done . Looking at the spiritual questions, re-commitment, and re-dedication that an active season of lent includes is something I can not live without either.
So today will be a day of listening and prayer , yet a day of hard work in my yard (my mother was a great believer in working until you sweat).
A sort of round table with my mother and Jesus , while I re-introduce myself to my flower beds and dig for answers.
This combination of historical elements- my mother's life and death-
and lent-
feels like some sort of blinding light right now. It is hard to know where to look.
What I know to be true is that living without my mother , as a witness and a guide, is the hardest thing I have ever done . Looking at the spiritual questions, re-commitment, and re-dedication that an active season of lent includes is something I can not live without either.
So today will be a day of listening and prayer , yet a day of hard work in my yard (my mother was a great believer in working until you sweat).
A sort of round table with my mother and Jesus , while I re-introduce myself to my flower beds and dig for answers.
She will not be intimidated; He loves her ,and He loves me, and I am sure in the last 13 years they have had some very interesting and even heated discussions about how to help me and those I love.
2 comments:
What an incredible lady your mother was. She was such a good Nonny. I know she smiles down on you everday. Thinking of you with love,JB
Thank you dear friend.
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