My mom died on Friday, September 19, @ about 1:30 a.m. The last 2 weeks were especially hard on all of us. This past Friday night was the first time in 2 weeks that I actually slept throughout the night. I have had a very hard time sleeping for the last 2 weeks. This photo is from the party we threw our mother about a month ago. I have always had a thing about hands, hearts, and red roses and since I am going to be working on the program/brochure for her services, I am looking to incorporate this picture into it somehow. Maybe this picture will be on the back cover of the program.
Last Sunday, I took over these flowers to Mom's house. As we were driving over to her house, I clutched these flowers closely, knowing very well that this would be the last time I would give my mother flowers while she was alive. When we got to Mom's, I went into her bedroom to see if she was awake. She was. I showed her the flowers and she told me, "They are so beautiful." I found a vase and filled it with water, then I put the flowers on her dresser so that each time she opened her eyes, she would see the beauty of the roses. Ever since I was a baby, my mother has always associated roses with me. Maybe because of my name or who knows, maybe something else. I never needed a reason or special occasion to give her flowers. These flowers outlived her. They are still blooming in her bedroom...
My mom died on Friday, September 19, @ about 1:30 a.m. The last 2 weeks were especially hard on all of us. This past Friday night was the first time in 2 weeks that I actually slept throughout the night. I have had a very hard time sleeping for the last 2 weeks. This photo is from the party we threw our mother about a month ago. I have always had a thing about hands, hearts, and red roses and since I am going to be working on the program/brochure for her services, I am looking to incorporate this picture into it somehow. Maybe this picture will be on the back cover of the program. 
Last Sunday, I took over these flowers to Mom's house. As we were driving over to her house, I clutched these flowers closely, knowing very well that this would be the last time I would give my mother flowers while she was alive. When we got to Mom's, I went into her bedroom to see if she was awake. She was. I showed her the flowers and she told me, "They are so beautiful." I found a vase and filled it with water, then I put the flowers on her dresser so that each time she opened her eyes, she would see the beauty of the roses. Ever since I was a baby, my mother has always associated roses with me. Maybe because of my name or who knows, maybe something else. I never needed a reason or special occasion to give her flowers. These flowers outlived her. They are still blooming in her bedroom...
4 comments:
Oh Roseann, I am so very very deeply sorry for your great loss.
If there is anything that you or your family needs right now, please let me know.
You're all in my thoughts.
Thank you so much, Kelly. I appreciate your friendship and kindness.
Dear Roseann, please accept my sincere condolences on the death of your mother. My heart goes out to you,
Annie - the Netherlands
Thank you, Annie for your kind words. How is the art-making coming? I want to thank you again for the lovely stash you sent to me. Hopefully, once my mother's services are behind us, I will finally have some time to work in my studio. Thank you again.
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