Comments on: Meditations on my mother, failing.

By: Biometric

Biometric — Wed, 05 Sep 2007 08:46:40 +0000

would like to share with all an idea that didnâ€™t work out for us.

By: Chloe Barker

Chloe Barker — Fri, 25 May 2007 19:49:11 +0000

I don’t really KNOW what you are going through right now, but I can certainly imagine that it’s both hard for you and your mother to deal with. I’d imagine in that situation, you both would feel useless. Neither of you are.
Your mother has lived a wonderful and long life. I love her as if she was my own grandmother and I feel bad for saying that because I haven’t seen her since Mary and Ambra moved away from us. (Although I did talk to her a few months ago)
She had such an impact in my life even though it was many many years ago and for too brief of a time. She has one of those beautiful souls that reaches out to people. She took in Ambra who wasn’t related by blood or marriage, and loved her completely. I feel so bad that Ambra never came to her senses and realized that she had people that loved her as their daughter and their grand-daughter.

Your mother may be older and physically unable to do much anymore, she’s still got the same soul. God wants her soon because he’s missing his angel and I honestly believe that even though she passes from this physical realm, she’ll still be shining bright.

By: Leigh Austin

Leigh Austin — Tue, 22 May 2007 18:05:30 +0000

Oh Kent, I feel your heart. Would that we were not separated by time and space, and that I could offer you such consolation as I have. I would kiss your fingers and embrace you with my own Mother’s hug. For even though we haven’t met, I know you. But I don’t have that luxury. I can only offer words, intentions and prayers, such as they are. And so I would offer you what small amount of light I do have, and pray that it is enough.
Your mother’s life, reflected through your eyes, can be done no finer justice. The life she gave you and helped you shape and weave into the beautiful man you are is a living testament to her life lived. I hear you already pushing back at me that you are no one special, merely a quiet and solitary man who drinks too much coffee and pokes away his thoughts into words. But you know better. You know more. Your reflections on life, your small actions and gestures have touched many, so deeply that their lives have been altered forever because of it.
“..We are not the way, the truth and the light, and we are not asked to be. We are but a brief candle that must not be kept under a bushel. Our task is simply to offer such illumination as we can in the darkness that surrounds us.”
Perhaps engaging her in the projects above would help her feel a renewed sense of usefulness. A family interview, to record the journey of your legacy, through her eyes?
I don’t know your mother, but I love her. And I am grateful for her life, because through you, she has touched my life in the most profound measure of illumination.
You are welcome to tell her so, if you wish.
Blessings and peace,
Leigh

By: Claudia

Claudia — Tue, 22 May 2007 11:17:00 +0000

Many thoughts run through my mind as I read your reflection this morning. I’ve “been there – done that” and can understand the rush of thoughts that come as you live through the experience of a loved ones’ sunset.

You wish you could give some of your own years – that is true compassion, taught well by your precious mother. You witness her struggle, as she lives the struggle, and you see the circle of life almost back to infant stage BUT – with a treasure chest of life experience within that body now. To give up what we were has to be so hard for our elders, the best we can do is create and cherish special moments NOW, and remind them evey day how important and vital to our lives they are.

My heart is with you at this time, and I know there is a wealth of life that is being passed along in these days. Ask her more questions – record her philosophy together with her. She is a source of wisdom as you well know. I dont know if this makes a lot of sense in how I have written it but I SO know what you are feeling in these days.

You are blessed to have one another! May this time carry special grace, and may it’s significance be a lasting legacy to be passed along through generations to come.

By: Angels

Angels — Tue, 22 May 2007 08:53:41 +0000

I knew a mother. For her “to be” was “to do”, because she reached hapiness when hapiness was around, and she felt uselessness also during the last part of her life. I think that this kind of people have trouble to accept it the uselessness feeling. She was not my mother but I learned from her that love is never passive. There are many ways of loving, but all of them are dinamic. Teaching the little things of live or sharing a good or bad moment whith your kids, is not passive, sure is not spectacular but maybe if she had been or acting in a different way her kids would not be the wonderful adults their are. When they went to see their mother they whish also she could have a different life, but maybe she did not want to, and they did thank their mother with love, because love was the only thing she needed and the only thing she could miss.