My Mom

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.

 

p.s. to read Leslie Morgan Steiner's eulogy to her mom, click here.