Written in Honor of and
In Memory of Judith Nichols
1948-2008
I think of my mom, well... often. Sometimes at the wierdest times - like when my lemon meringue pie was too "wooshy" and I couldn't call her to ask her how to fix it. I often think of her during TNT training walks, and at the Information Meeting I attended in Harrisburg last week, it felt good to share her story with a few of the attendees who didn't have a personal connection with blood cancers.
Tonight I was "tweeting" and checking my twitter account for good news articles and funny stories (like my friend who has her 3 year old twins in an "extended" time out - I can relate!).... I came across an article called "Mom's Eulogy" by Leslie Morgan Steiner. Although much of what she said about her mom didn't quite resonate with my memories of my mom, I felt I should share the closing statement with you:
My mother had her faults, certainly. She wasn’t always the mother I wanted. She wasn’t always there in precisely the ways I wanted or needed.
But she was always there.
I hope that I will carry that feeling with me for the rest of my life – that in spirit this strong, brilliant, beautiful, iconoclastic woman is there to protect me and help me navigate the decisions, losses and joys of my life.
Miss you, Mom.
