1-800 I'm calling Heaven to talk to Mother
by Rose DesRochers
How do we face a day set aside for Mothers when the woman who
brought us into this world has been taken from this world. Ask
those who have already been down this road and they will tell
you that it is a very lonely time. For those of you that will be
glowing with smiles, shopping for your Mother and taking her out
to your favorite restaurant there will be those of us whose
heart will be aching as we remember the last moment spent with
Don't keep these emotions bottled up inside you, perhaps write a
special article or poem and dedicate to your Mothers memory,
share memories of your special times spent with your Mother with
family and friends, pull out old photographs or look at a video
tape of your Mother. Every year on holidays I light a candle in
her memory. Go out and buy yourself a rose bush and plant it in
your flower bed. Each year as summer brings back the birth of
roses your mother’s memory will rebloom in the beauty of those
My mother always loved the roses. Her and my father would grow
them in the garden and all our neighbors would remark on the
beauty of those roses. So during my Mother's illness I often
took her roses clipped from the rose bush in my yard to the
nursing home. Every winter I am sadden by the loss of my mother,
but as winter took her the first bloom of those roses brings her
So this Mother Day I will delight in the beauty of roses.
This Mothers Day allow yourself to feel the love and joy of your
children. You are not betraying your Mother by feeling
happiness. Your Mother would want you to be happy on this day
and remember her laughter. Grief is normal and there is no easy
way to deal with it. Close your eyes and remember your child
hood and the happy times spent with Mom. Remember the talks and
the wisdom she shared, even remember the fights when you didn't
quite see eye to eye.
Your Mother is forever with you, she is in the part of your mind
where she will never die. This Mothers Day rejoice and smile.
Your Mother gave you life and with that life she taught you many
things but one thing she may not have taught you was how to say
goodbye when her time would come to leave this earth. Death it
is just the passage through a door. It is from one room until
the next, from this life into eternal life. Right there through
the clouds is where your Mother is, she is in the beauty of
roses that bloom.
Remember your Mother this Mother Day, mourn in her death but
rejoice in her rebirth.
My Mother I will never be able to write anything that matches
her love for me but may my love for her be found within the
wisdom of these words that I share with all of you.
1-800 I'm calling Heaven operator please patch through a call to
our Mothers and wish them a Happy Mothers Day.
Rose DesRochers is a published author, web columnist and founder
of Today's Woman http://www.todays-woman.net ;
a supportive online community for men and women over 18. Their
goal is to help writers succeed in the writing industry.
article re-published 3 August 2006