Things I miss
I went running this morning. After several weeks of not running for various reasons, (like the fact that I had a terrible cold and haven't been able to walk up the stairs without wheezing, or that I have had the worst case of poison ivy on my legs that I have ever had in my entire life) I went today. I'm not a runner, but its about the only way I can sneak in a small amount of exercise. Plus, it gets me out of the house and gives me uninterrupted time alone, which, if you know me, you will know that those moments are few and far between.
As I was running and struggling to breath, I was also thinking about what my first blog post would be about. Business has been slow so I didn't really have a super recent shoot to blog about and I wanted my first post to be special. Nothing was coming to mind and then it dawned on me that its Mother's Day weekend. For most, this would seem like a no brainer. Well duh, yeah, it's Mother's Day weekend so you blog about Mom's right?! Well this time of year, I try not to think about it. I lost my mom to cancer 6 years ago, so for me its just a reminder that I don't have a Mom any longer, at least not in the flesh. But this time is different. As hard as it is, I'm going to make this blog about my Mom. And, it makes sense that my first blog post should be about the one person who, almost 10 years ago, believed in me enough to suggest that I make a career out of taking photographs.
My Mom was an incredible person for so many different reasons but I'm going to tell you about a few of the things I really miss the most about her.
My Mom was soft-spoken and gentle, but you always knew when she thought something was really funny, because she would really let 'er rip. She would throw her head back and laugh. I mean a really good belly laugh. Her eyes would close as tears would roll down her cherry red cheeks and her whole 5 foot 4ish frame would shake. I can still hear her laughter and it makes me smile. I know some of the antics of my children would really make her giggle.
I miss her wisdom.
I miss that she was the glue that held us together.
I miss my Mom's voice. Not just her conversational voice which I relied on and looked forward to hearing every single day, but also her singing voice. Boy, she sure knew how to belt it out. There are a few songs that, when I hear them, I still start bawling. Like a baby. I hear her soprano carrying the congregation sweeping from one verse into the next. Its bittersweet but mostly sweet.
I miss her face. And her cute little bald head. She was bald most of my kids lives, I'm not sure they really remember her with hair except through a few pictures where she had minimal hair.
My Mom never got jokes. At least not at the time the punch line was spoken. It was actually really cute and funny and it was a trait that she had that emphasized her sweet innocence. But when she finally did get the joke, you knew it....because she would throw her head back and laugh. I mean a really good belly laugh. Her eyes would close as tears would roll down her cherry red cheeks and her whole 5 foot 4ish frame would shake.
I can still hear her laughter and it makes me smile.
Happy Mothers Day to all you Mom's out there. There are so many different kinds, so if you have never given birth, don't think your not included.
I love you post Kendra! What a wonderful way to honor your Mom. Wishing you a blessed Mothers day! I hope it willed be filled with love and belly laughs! :)
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