Yesterday, on one of the saddest days of my life, I found a world of beauty.
Yesterday winter disappeared for the day and the sun shone brighter and warmer than it has in months. The flowers on the trees appeared in full bloom, the birds seemed to sing brighter and the floral sweet scents of imminent spring filled the air.
Yesterday was also the day my beautiful mother was laid to rest.
It was as though Mother Nature put on the show of a lifetime. Just for her day of farewell.
This is her garden.
And this Cachi was one of mum’s favorite trees. One of her great loves was tending her garden but over the past 17 months, since she was robbed of the ability to do the things she loved, her backyard, became tired and run down. Much like mum’s own suffering.
Yet amongst it there was always beauty and hope.
Here in her backyard now the trees are blooming with new buds. Where, only months ago they were barren and devoid of leaves, today new seeds and petals of life are bursting.
On the day after mum’s funeral, I stood outside in her backyard and I found myself filled with a deep sense of peace. I have shed plenty of tears and the sadness is raw and deep – and it no doubt will be for a long time – but I also felt enveloped by her presence.
The breeze blew gently through her native trees and it reminded me that changes are all around us. They are part of life, just as the seasons pass and bring with them their moods, sometimes dark but always with whispers of hope.
We might not always welcome these changes and we can’t avoid them, but there’s no denying they’re part of our journey and ultimately our growth.
Just as growth continues in mum’s garden. Even without her there.
I can’t imagine her not being in my life yet amongst the deep loss, there’s joy in memories.
On the day of her funeral, amid the sadness and tears there was also celebration and life. We chose her favorite opera and classical music, friends and family gathered to farewell her, there was prayers and deep faith, all intertwined in a beautiful mass.
It was the celebration of the life of a kind, gentle, remarkable woman who touched so many lives and who I was privileged to call my mother.
A woman who has left me a legacy of treasured memories and the ultimate gift of a beautiful and inspired life.
She will always live on, in my heart and in my writing.
Mum’s journey in this world has ended but somehow I feel that her greatest journey of all is just beginning …
I found this quote while driving home and it seemed somehow fitting…
May we all live our life to the fullest, appreciating the beauty around us and all those who touch our lives every day.
I wish you love and light and peace as we all continue the journey.
May we never forget to stop and smell the roses along the way and tell those we love how much they mean to us.