MENU

Embracing the Now


There are a lot of things in life that we don’t want to do: pay the bills, change a diaper, get up from the dinner table for the tenth time in ten minutes because someone needs a fork, a cup of milk, seconds, or an actual plate with food on it.

Life is like that. There’s things you don’t want to do. Saying farewell to a loved one ranks pretty high. Now ten months since my mother-in-law died, I see her everywhere I turn.

– In the dishes that she gave me. She’d always wanted “good dishes.” She didn’t get them until she was in her fifties. She went to college later in life and got her first teaching job. A few months into it, she was able to buy herself her first nice car and a good set of dishes. She gave them to me shortly before she died.

– In Costco, of all places. Even before FishPapa and I married, his mom and I would drive the hour it took to get to the nearest Costco. We loved shopping together. Last week when I strolled through there, I saw that the Christmas stuff was out. She would have bought a gingerbread house kit for the kids as well as the deluxe wrapping paper kit. She loved it when the packages were matching and coordinated.

– In the rooms of my house, believe it or not. She never visited us in this house, but we received news of her passing here. Just the other day, rocking the baby, a memory came flooding back. And, it makes leaving this house a little easier. I want to remember her, but I don’t want to remember that day.

– In the face of my baby girl. Her middle name is Ruth in honor of the Gramma she never got to meet. But, she looks a lot like her. She has food allergies and eczema just like Gramma Ruthie. When she has a flare or a reaction, I cry. The one person who could advise me or at least commiserate with me isn’t there to talk to. And it seems so wrong.

This week is a different week for us as we’re doing something we don’t really want to do. Our landlords would like their house back. Such is the life when you rent. I’m not looking forward to the upheaval, the expense, the change. But at the same time, I’m thankful for today, for my husband, for my children. Even the worst of today can’t take away that joy.

I want to embrace the now, to savor the moment, to enjoy even the mundaneness of a move. Today won’t last, but the blink of the eye. And I don’t want to miss it.

Would you rather subscribe by RSS?
Read Newer Post
Read Older Post

Comments

  1. Thanks so much for sharing. I'm very close to my mother in law as well and I was almost crying as I read this. I appreciate you sharing your thoughts. Best wishes with finding a new home. I'm sure it will all work out for you.

  2. The Keevy Family says:

    Thanks so much for this post. I feel like I can relate in the way I miss my own father who I lost to ALS (Lou Gehrig's Disease) when I was 21 and months shy of being married.
    I love the way you wrote about your mother in law in this post, she would be honored I'm sure.
    The only hope we can have is heaven, and what a beautiful and sure hope that is for those who love Jesus now.

  3. UnfinishedMom says:

    I really understand where you're coming from. My father passed away in November. Some days I seem to be flooded with memories of him. I find I am most sad for my children. They barely knew him. I wonder if they will remember him at all when they are grown.

    Sometimes during the flood of memories I find it hard to embrace the moment. Thanks for the reminder as well as the shared grief.

  4. Lizz @ Yes, and So is My Heart says:

    Such a sweet, sweet post. Right now I'm worn out by my 4, 3 and 1 year old. This was such a nice reminder of how important it is to treasure the days even if (and they usually are) full of things we don't want to do or hear (whining). Thanks for sharing. I'm praying right now that the move is a very smooth transition for your family.

  5. What a good daughter in love you are! I'm sure she appreciated your love for her! May the Holy Spirit be your comforter!

  6. Beautiful post. I know exactly what you mean. It has been 6 years since my dad passed (and I can't believe it has been so long). So much has happened since his passing (like the birth of my 2 sons, various jobs, houses, etc), and yet, it is the little things in the day that happen that make me still want to pick up the phone and call him to tell him about my day.

  7. Great post! It puts everything into prespective doesn't it?

  8. Lovely post! Great picture of Gramma Ruthie and J! Love you

  9. Kimberly Dawn Rempel says:

    Thank you. Well timed that I'd read it today, the day after a gathering with the in-laws. … I have made attitude adjustments and have many more to make, and in such stories as this I am reminded that a thankful heart can not harbor bitterness. I need to be thankful for what God has provided, and I will experience the joy of it. Good reminder.

Thanks so much for participating in this conversation about "a mom's life."

This is a place where moms can be themselves. Remember that each mother's path looks a little different. Please keep your comments respectful and kind. Reasonable minds will disagree in a nice way.

So let's talk about it, using "our big girl words."

Share Your Thoughts

*