Saturday, January 31, 2009


Slipping Away
Suddenly Realizing
She's Gone

By Paula Farris
Copyright 2009, All Rights Reserved

Friday, January 30, 2009

Remembering Holidays

The last year that my Mom was alive we, of course, continued to celebrate all the holidays and birthdays that we usually celebrate. But Mom didn't remember.

We threw a Birthday Party for her in early July. Her birthday was the day before the fourth of July so we were in an extra festive mood.

We invited several family friends--people Mom used to be so excited to see. She didn't remember them.

She didn't remember that is was her birthday. She didn't remember.

But we celebrated anyway.

Saturday, January 17, 2009

Slow Down, You Move Too Fast

As I walked with my Mom from the car to her Dr. appointment (which, sadly, is the only place we ever seemed to go for far too long), I would start to walk at my normal hectic pace. Then I would remember that Mom couldn't keep up anymore.

I would be reminded of the old song, Feeling Groovy. There is a line that says, "Slow down, you movin' too fast; You gotta make the moment last . . ."

How I wish I had made more of those moments last. The moments when my Mom would take my son to the park and actually climb on the jungle gym with him. The moments when she borrow my children for the afternoon and make gingerbread houses or plan a surprise birthday party for me. The moments when she would labor for hours in the kitchen and then serve my family a delicious meal.

So many moments . . . So little time . . .

Treasure what you have when you have it. You will miss it when it is gone.