Celebrating Life

The day was overcast and cool when people gathered for the funeral. A group of voices sang in remembrance. It was the end of April and shortly before her next birthday in May when my mother left this earthly life. She would have been 82. We gathered in our former family living room in Pueblo, Colorado to select readings and music for the service to commemorate and celebrate her life.

Born in Monson, Massachusetts, our mother had strawberry blonde hair and blue, sparkling Irish eyes. She and her younger sister both achieved an RN degree and worked in Boston. Mary Elizabeth played piano, was a wonderful dancer, and could sew the most beautiful clothes for all her family. An accomplished writer, she had a way with words and poetry. Like her mother before her, she made the best pies with flaky crusts. She was a true Renaissance woman: educated, intelligent and with many talents.

Not a day passes, when I don’t hear her pearls of wisdom. She was kind, patient, compassionate and very devout. Growing up in Massachusetts, I can still hear her voice as she read us many children’s classics at bedtime. Today’s poem is dedicated to her memory.

Into the Light

Those who have almost died
frequently speak of a
near-death-experience, of
passing through a dark passage

and into the light. Some have
described a place of incredible
joy and peace along with the
bright light. Those of us

left behind find this hard
to fathom. Why are we sad
and in tears? Why not
focus on the good times

we had with our loved ones?
Somehow I mustered the needed
strength to read a passage
at my mother’s funeral.

Somehow I sang the hymns
which now gave me the comfort
I had given others when I
sang in the choir.

I no longer mourn her
but honor her memory
with stories and poems.
Once she stayed up all night

to sew me a beautiful
prom dress. She gave me
her gift of music and love
of learning and of life.

Mom, you taught us
through your loving example.
This I know: you are with us
today and always: I love you.

Grandma & Emily 19920001

Credits for some of today’s photos: my talented niece Sally who lives in Costa Rica and has her own blog. rosedevi.blogspot.com/

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19 Responses to Celebrating Life

  1. What a wonderful tribute to mother she sounds like she’s beautiful inside and out. Beautiful writing thank you for sharing take care blessings Donna Marie

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  2. Annika Perry says:

    Mary Ann, lovely poem in memory of your mother; its so peaceful and full of love and the tiny details give it real life. Think, to spend all night sewing your prom dress! What a wonderful bio of her life – such a strong woman with a true gift and joy in life – which she has passed on to you! Love your niece’s photos on this post, beautiful and serene. Warmest wishes to you.

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    • Your insightful comment is heartening to me. You perceive so well what I attempt to convey. Today I appreciate how strong a woman she truly was. Going through The Great Depression and WWII must have changed people. Fortunately we survived unscathed. My niece will also be pleased that you noticed her great photos. Have a wonderful week ahead and happy blogging. All the best. ^__^

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  3. Arno Bode,cologne ,Germany says:

    Liebe Mary Ann,
    das ist eine wundervolle Verehrung Deiner Mutter,die das Herz berührt.Ein beeindruckender Beitrag,der zeigt wie sehr Du Deine Mutter,beziehungsweise Deine Eltern
    verehrst und schätzt,und mit welcher Achtung Du Ihr Andenken in Ehren hälst.Meine Bewunderung für Dich.
    Liebe Grüße,
    Dein Arno

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    • Thank you, Arno, for such a kind comment. As you gathered, I honor my mother as well as my father and love them both dearly, think of them daily and smile as well. Have a wonderful week ahead, Mary Ann ^__^


  4. myraho78 says:

    It’s a beautiful poem of a special mother like yours. I’m touched.

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    • Thank you for such a kind comment. I love her dearly and still talk to her and smile. Your comment is much appreciated. ^__^

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      • myraho78 says:

        Mary Ann, My story “Everlasting Blossoms” tells all about my mother. It is a way for me to show how I love her. It tells about my mother’s life, her background, her thoughts, her behaves in relations with other people, what was her motivation to crochet flowers? and her wish to bring happiness to the world.
        As I mentioned I had the Chinese edition published in Taiwan 5 years ago, I wish there will be an English Everlasting Blossoms present to the world someday.
        In order to make my dream come true. I need someone to help with English. I have to have enough money to publish! The second one is the hardest one! May be it will full on to our sons shoulders! May be………………it’s just only a dream!

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      • Just keep dreaming and hoping. I will get to the Everlasting Blossoms story soon. Enjoy the week ahead and best of luck! ^__^

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      • myraho78 says:

        Thank you! Mary Ann.

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  5. Bun Karyudo says:

    I think immediately after a loved one passes away, it’s natural that we can’t help but focus on the loss and the pain. With a little distance, though, it becomes easier to see the person’s life as a whole and to celebrate it. At least, that’s how it has been for me.

    From what you say about her, your mother sounds a highly accomplished person who had a full and rewarding life and had a lasting, positive impact on those around her. I’m not surprised she is so fondly remembered.

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  6. Very moving and it is such a loss even when there are so many good memories to fall back on. Your poem expresses this so well.

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