December, 2007. MOM. What a month it’s been. Anticipating that we’d be burying my mom sometime this past month, I decided to spend the month of December living in Cleveland so that I could be with her. Although she really doesn’t remember much about the experience, we’ve all witnessed a miracle–as she’s made a comeback from her near-death journey.
Was it stressful? Well, in a way, yes. Actually, I’d prefer to view it as a time filled with ripe opportunities to be present in the moment. Moments where time often compressed or expanded in the blink of an eye. A month of rich experiences, thoughts, feelings, insights, new relationships, healing within lifelong relationships, finding meaning, and all those things that make life worthwhile.
And the icing on the cake? Or the ribbon on my Christmas-time present? The fact that mom is still with us–with all her glorious one-liner-laced, common-sense, steadfast approach to life.
