Sunday is Mother’s Day. My mom died from stomach cancer nearly 35 years ago, when I was 14. My sister Martha made a documentary, called Epitaph for Mom, about my how Mom managed to live with cancer, and how she not only didn’t let it defeat her, but used it to make her a better person with a more meaningful life. I almost referred to her “courageous battle” with cancer, but she wouldn’t want it described that way. That’s how Mom was.
Watching Epitaph For Mom never fails to bring tears to my eyes. Not just because I’m sad that Mom is gone, but much more because I love feeling her love again. She’ll always be a rainbow in my clouds.
My friends, sisters, sisters-in-law, nieces and others of you who are mothers are the same for your children. I’ve watched you be sources of completely selfless love, even in the face of tantrums, whether from toddlers or teens. Only that kind of love could give someone the strength, when told she has 6 months to live, to buy new pots and pans out of concern that no woman would want to marry her husband and raise her children with an old, dingy set of cookware. Yes, that’s a true story about Mom, although she lived longer than 6 months and got to enjoy her new Farberware.
My mother’s day gift to you is my mom (and for my family members, our mom or grandmother), in Epitaph For Mom, courtesy of my wonderful sister Martha. The video is about 25 minutes long. As an added bonus, please enjoy the 70’s fashions and hair styles!
P.S. For Mother’s Day, in memory of Mom, I made a donation to Operation Gratitude. Since she met Dad during WWII when she was a nurse and Dad was stationed stateside, I think she would’ve liked that.