Today is the three year anniversary of my mom's death. Even now a day doesn't go by that I don't think of her. Sometimes it's only in passing—a fleeting memory of something she once said to me, while other times it's more of a dull ache that rears itself when I realize she's not just living in another city (as had been the case for most of my adult life), but that she is truly gone.
And yet, I've never cried over her death. It's probably because Alzheimer's had robbed me of my mother several years before her body finally gave out, and even if there is nothing beyond this life, I take solace in knowing she's in a better place—if only to finally be rid of the frustration and mental anguish she was feeling toward the end.
This is a small tribute I put together in 2009, scenes from her life that are set to a tune that first came to my attention shortly after her death. The synchronicity of her passing and the arrival of this music in my life was eerie.
i am so sorry for your loss.
I am the last of what was once a family of six. Thinking about you today.
My condolences.
I lost my mother in May 2003. Though I can think of myself as some day simply ceasing to exist, my mother, not so easy. "My time here is over." This video is really beautiful.
It's a beautiful tribute. I'm truly sorry for your loss.