Here’s the poem I wrote about my Mommom after her passing last month. This was a hard one-
I could write about how you’re gone, but I’d rather write about when you were here.
I tried to write but it’s hard to be poetic when you’re heart broken.
So, here are just a few things I think of when i think of Mommom.
Sleepovers at your house and Saturday afternoons when we ate so many tasty cakes I almost threw up.
Playing trivia pursuit when you’d always let me win.
Going to the the movie theater to watch the Disney movies no one else wanted to see,
and pool parties, so many pool parties.
Singing you are my sunshine to me even when the skies looked so gray.
Hemming my pants because I was so darn short.
Making me handmade Halloween costumes that were always better than the stuff they sold at party city.
Karaoke at Slip Mahoney’s.
Watching rugrats and playing barbies together.
The best vacations in ocean city-
That sun on your face, salt in the air feeling.
Learning to swim for the first time.
And you repeating to us over and over “never go out in the ocean past your belly”
and you and my mom teaching me to blow bubbles under the water.
A teeny tiny mailbox in your Christmas tree that always had a clue to the biggest and best presents- a trip to Disney world, a wooden dollhouse made just for me, a hot pink Powerwheel Barbie Jeep.
Playing in the children’s garden at longwood.
The amazing realization that you can do Christmas twice in one year- with Christmas in July!
Extravagant elaborate birthday parties with the best themes- so many Beauty and the Beast parties because that’s all I ever wanted.
How you always told me I was beautiful, resilient, and a good singer even when I didn’t want to believe it.
Magnolia trees, opals, Boston cream donuts, and butterflies.
These are the things I think of when I think of you.
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