It’s coming. Mother’s Day. For those of us who have lost our. moms it can always be a tough time. No matter what your situation is with your own mom – Mother’s Day brings on an avalanche of emotions. While I am joyful remembering so many times spent with my own mom, it is natural to feel a bit of sadness and loneliness at times when I think of just not being able to talk to her anymore. But I don’t want to go down that road today – I want to remember and honor her memory on the upcoming “holiday”.

I was lucky enough to be able to take a few of my mom’s things over the years before her death and when she made moves from houses to apartments to assisted living to memory care units. I sometimes wish I had taken a few more things that hold fond memories for me but I actually have plenty of things that I have shared over the years here on the blog. This morning I was looking at some of her repurposed daily calendar books. My parents were recyclers before it was cool. My mom, especially, made sure she used things as much as possible before throwing them out.

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Her technique with these little books were to cover over the used pages with construction paper (always the teacher) and glue various things on the pages that she came across in magazines, newspapers, bulletins or things that she had written herself. It is fun to look at these and get a glimpse into what was important to her at various times. A lot of these were things she shared in groups over the years for devotions.

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She often illustrated the pages with her own words and doodles which makes me smile.

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Then I found a. prayer that was written in my daddy’s handwriting and it made me smile and remember him as well. How perfect is that?

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So this weekend when my sons call me (hopefully) I will be thinking about my own mom and how much I miss her. I am so glad I have so many physical things that help me remember her fondly.