"To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die. "
- Thomas Campbell
The holiday season has always been a joyous time spent with family and friends. I always reveled in the decorating, singing carols and preparing the holiday meal and special treats. That is I did until my Mom, Elizabeth, passed away. Now the holidays bring joy and excitement with my son and grandchildren along with the grief I feel because Mom is not here to enjoy it with us.
Although she may be gone, I know her spirit is here with us. I see it every day in my loved ones. Michael has her "people-skills", her sense of humor and the ability to name each of the "Golden Girls". Emmett has her strong will and curiosity, and talks with his hands like she used to do. Aiden has her love of music and dance, and when he gets angry he shakes his fists just like she did. And little Mason...he has her smile...and every time he looks at me and smiles my heart melts and breaks at the same time.
I know my Mom would want me to remember her and all the wonderful traditions and memories she created over her lifetime. More importantly, she would want me to "get on with living" so my loved ones would have the same warm, loving memories of the holidays that she gave me.
So...as I approach this Christmas without my Mom, though I miss her more than ever, I keep hearing her voice in the back of my mind telling me to keep my head high and be strong. Although this is the hardest time of the year, I feel her all around me, and that is enough to get me through.
Merry Christmas, Mom. I love and miss you so much...
Your Beth
