Thursday, August 11, 2016

Life sends us in directions we do not anticipate.  It seemed that I had just said good bye to my mother at the airport, after a great visit, when I got a call from my brother telling me he had found her, dead.  Unexpected, but completely Mom.  No big drama, in the middle of doing lots of things, engaged with what was going on in her world and the bigger world.  Numbing at best for those of us left behind.

I am unprepared for the amount of pain that hit my body.  I am not a young girl, or a child who lived next door.  The ring of my voice saying how important being independent is has, at times, had a hollow tone.  But, when it is all said and done, I could not have become who I am without my mother being who she is.  I don't think there will ever be a "was" because my mother is part of so many fabrics and life bloods.  My accomplishments have a foundation in her belief that she, and I, could do anything.  We might choose not to, but we can.

So, I helped with her memorial service -- which was awesome in words and the number of people.  I have returned to my place where I just finished looking over the boxes and cards that will become OPTION PLAY.  Susanne Schropp (Diva Design), Karen Matsu Greenberg, and Karen Raugust have all worked hard to help me make this

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