Six Years Ago Today

Today marks 6 years since my mother suffered a massive hemorrhagic stroke that left her in a vegetative condition until her passing February 2009.  In some respects, it's easier as time has a way of lessening the pain but in other respects, this day just plain sucks.

But then I remember all the happy times and I especially remember her telling me one day that if she passed away before I did, she would do things around me to let me know she's there.

Since she died, I've been receiving hearts in many forms, as I have outlined in this blog from time to time.  However, she really outdid herself this Christmas, though.  Christmas Eve I was sitting at the dining room table wrapping gifts.  My husband was standing next to the front door which opens to the entry hall and the stairway that leads to the second floor.  While I was sitting perfectly still and he was standing perfectly still, a pink marble literally and I mean literally fell from the ceiling.

We both said, "what was that?"  He bent over and found the pink marble.  I've never owned a pink marble in my life and we stared at it in amazement.  I finally smiled and said, "that's mom wanting to wish us a Merry Christmas."  Mom's favorite color was pink.  Believe me, the pink marble was from her.

So while my mind replays the horrible events of December 28, 2005, one look at the pink marble now nestled safely in our china cabinet, I am quietly soothed knowing that the memories are just that; memories and the reality of her existence today is far more beautiful than you and I can ever imagine.  And for that, I am grateful.

I love you, mom!