Saturday, July 11, 2015

My Mom Passed Quietly

My mom passed last night. My heart is broken that we never had a chance to make amends.  I always held that dream.  I tried so hard, but she always turned away from me, told me once that I was dead. I forgave, though, a long, long time ago.  I hope she knows how much I love her. I wish we could have found a way to put aside our differences, but she never could forgive.  I love you, mom.  I always will. May your journey peaceful.  You will forever be in my heart.

Thanks for all your support.
We looked so much alike as I got older.  

You can shed tears that she is gone
or you can smile because she has lived.

You can close your eyes and pray that she will come back
or you can open your eyes and see all she has left.

Your heart can be empty because you can't see her
or you can be full of the love you shared.

You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday
or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.

You can remember her and only that she's gone
or you can cherish her memory and let it live on.

You can cry and close your mind,
be empty and turn your back

or you can do what she would want:
smile, open your eyes, love and go on.

David Harkins


  1. Hugs today, Mary. You did everything you could to reconcile and no one could expect more from you. Wishing you heart's ease.

  2. I am so sorry for your loss and the sadness that she could not connect with you. You were willing and I hope that brings you comfort.

  3. I'm sorry, Mary. You gave her the gift of love. May you both find peace.

  4. My condolences. And thank you for reminding me that we learn from everyone, even those who cause harm through their actions and attitudes - we can develop compassion for them and for ourselves, and extend that forward . . .

  5. I am sorry to hear of your Mom's passing and understand the yearnings in your heart.

    You know what's strange? I did not have a good relationship with my Dad - until after he passed. I know, sounds weird, but he was such an authoritarian figure. So strict that I couldn't connect with him and rejected even having a simple conversation with him. I am ashamed of myself, but there it is.

    However, since he's been gone (17years now), I dream of him. I see him bathed in light and love. I feel so much better towards him now that his old personality has melted away and only pure Love and Spirit exist. Yes, I can finally say I love my Dad. And feel good about our "relationship" now, our true connection.
    Hope this helps.
    Love and Light.

  6. Oh dear lady.....I'm so sorry to hear of your mom's passing. You know you will "see" here sometime again.....perhaps next time you can heal those wounds.



  7. Even though I didn't know your mother personally, my heart goes out to you both.