A different perspective…
A friend of mine from the parenting forum I go to has started a blog. She is writing it from the perspective of what she would talk about with her late mother. I think this is a brilliant idea. In May next year it will be 6 years ago that my Mum died and in September it will be 6 years since Dad died.
I often hesitate to write in here because I’m not sure who exactly my audience is. Perhaps in future I’ll think of what I’d say to Mum if she were still alive.
There is so much that I would love to say to my mum now that I am a mother myself. So much that I didn’t understand when she was alive that I do now.
She used to say to my brother and I that she was in awe that we came from her. Now that I have a nearly three year old running around, I really understand that. In fact, I get that with Dexter. It amazes me that he came from me and I am thus far solely responsible for his nourishment and growth.
One of my first thoughts when I found out that I was pregnant with Dexter was that he would be another grandchild she would not get to see. She wanted to be a grandmother so badly. The other day when we were in hospital for Willow, I saw so many mothers in there with their own mothers to support them. Granted, I had A who was wonderful as always, but still it’s something that sticks out for me.
There is so much more that I want to write, but I’m exhausted and feeling somewhat disconnected.
Melissa4444 responds:
Posted: December 27th, 2007 at 6:55 pm →
It’s not quite the same, is it Candi? As wonderful as Joel and A are, I wish so much Mum was here to see my boys. She would have been the most amazing nanna.