Dear Barbara,
I thought of you for the second time today as I was fixing dinner. I
reached into the fridge to grab the mustard, ketchup, and dill pickles
and I suddenly I was hit with a wave of nostalgia. I always associate
BBQs with being at your house. It's not that we haven't enjoyed such
dinners at other places, but it was so nice to regularly swing
over to your place for dinner in the summertime. We did that a lot--a
swim in the lake or the pool and an easy meal. It was fun. It was
delicious (especially your potato salad!). It was comforting. So tonight
as I looked over to the bag of hamburger rolls on the counter and
thought of how I had my first "ungrilled" roll while at your house years
back, I dropped a couple of tears.
I said up above that it
was the second time today that I'd thought of you. The first time was
when Eric and I were driving home from the gym together. I'd just read
an email from my Dad, and Eric and I were talking about our Moms. We
spoke of how quickly we lost you last fall and I thought again of how
it's only been four months since. Sometimes it feels like you've been
gone for a longer time. Why is that? I think that maybe it's because so
much has happened in those four months--holidays, birthdays, vacations,
travels, college acceptances for Emma, Paul's basketball season--and
maybe I'm thinking that we're just "one quick trip over to your house"
and one BBQ away from having you back. That I can share what's been
happening lately and answer your questions when you ask, "How's your Mom
doing?". I know that you're not there to visit anymore or to talk with
and that saddens me. But I don't want to end this note on a sad note. I
want you to know that we're doing okay. I'm watching over your boys and
your girl. We talk of you, think of you, drop a few tears, but I am very
sure we're all very happy that you are no longer in pain, no longer
suffering.
I know you already know this, but I am so glad I
had you in my life for as long as I did. Thank you for that beautiful
son of yours, for taking me in as another daughter, and for all the love
you extended to our children. I learned so much from you over the
years. I'll expand on those lessons at a future date. But for today, I'm
enjoying our cheeseburgers and I'd like to think you're smiling as you
take note that I didn't grill the buns.
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