There is no way to be a perfect mother, and a million ways to be a good one. Jill Churchill
Yesterday my friend stopped by and told me that her Mother had passed away a few days ago. She told me that she was there at her bedside when her mother took her last breath and that she’d been able to spend some time with her sister who had been the main caregiver. She shared how glad she was to have been there and how hard it was for her now that she was back home.
How well I know that feeling! Having lost several family members, I know how hard it is to get back into your normal routine when you can’t help but feel that your world has forever changed. And it has changed, whether or not it is apparent to others. Life will be different from now on and that is not an easy thing to accept or to live with.
My own Mother has been gone for nearly 24 years. I tried to make sense of that today. Was her work on earth done? Had she taught me everything she needed to? I don’t think so. But she did the best she could in the time that she had… and for that I am forever grateful.
Tonight I made a quiche for my friend to help her through this very difficult time of loss. It’s just a small gift of food – but hopefully one that will help her realize that she has friends who care for her and understand what she is going through.
Life began with waking up and loving my mother’s face. George Eliot
Spinach, Mushroom, and Sun-dried Tomato Quiche