Yesterday was kinda bittersweet for me. I found myself waking in a type of funky mood, which is probably why I was so sentimental when I was with the newest member of our family.
I am lucky to say that I have a new granddaughter. She is so sweet and is my fifth grandchild, and even though she is number five I find her just as delightful as all the others – already!
When a pivotal moment happens in our family now, in the back of my mind (and heart) there is a little tug of sadness. Sadness because my mom is missing it.
Mom would have loved having a new great-grandchild. I know just what she would have done the first time she met her. She would have gotten her loud voice and excited reaching for her! Then she would have taken the baby’s blanket off and also the sleeper. Because she always inspected their toes and feet and little hands! 🙂
That little one and her momma joined me for lunch. As we headed out we decided to go to a local deli. When my Mom was alive and we would do lunch together, we always went to this deli. It was one of her favorite places to eat, so you can see why it was a sentimental kinda day now. I just kept thinking of her through lunch and looking at our little bundle of joy. I loved spending time with my daughter, just us three.
After lunch I decided since it was on my way to the store I would just swing by my mother’s grave. I do not visit it very often because I know she isn’t really there. It’s just a body in the ground for now. I put flowers on it occasionally and when I arrived there were not any. That was kind of surprise but it has been pretty windy this past few months, my guess is they are in the next state! Honestly, I think the main reason I put them there is because my mother would expect me too. 🙂 She loved gardening and flowers, so the next best thing is artificial ones, right? So I made a mental note to pick some up.
I normally don’t stay long and I’m not one of those people who goes to the grave to talk to the deceased. It’s just not for me and don’t judge others that do. Today I felt an urge to stay longer than usual. I looked over her plot, they had placed new dirt I could tell. I assume it had sunk in since 2015, which for some reason kinda rattled me a bit.
As I sat there, yes I actually sat down today, not my normal routine, I found myself inspecting the headstone she purchased when my step-dad passed away. I giggled to myself, it is big and very pretty but really more than ever needed (I think.) I do like the fact that she put their photograph on it. I like that a great deal actually. One thing I don’t care for is the fact that she didn’t list that she was a mother. But it was her headstone and Mom always did what she wanted anyway, so it’s no surprise. 🙂
A few tears fell this day and my heart-felt a little torn missing her. Mom wasn’t in the next generation photograph with the newest member like she was with the oldest granddaughter of ours. That photo is now a precious gift.
This day was one with mixed emotions I still feel good about several things in it. I’m lucky because I know the love of my mother, my daughter, and now my granddaughter. I know the things that were instilled in me from my mother have been passed down to my daughter and now her little girl will also know them.
My mother was right, there is just something about being a grandparent that changes your world and your perspective, even with number five! 🙂
My mother has 10 grandchildren and currently 12 great-grandchildren with another on the way! And a few of the grandchildren have not started families yet and that doesn’t count the grandchildren- in laws! 🙂 Life was full at her house whenever we gathered, that is for sure!
I hope as my children and grandchildren grow up they know how very important they are to me. I hope they also have good memories and ties to my generation once I am gone from this earth. I hope they have bittersweet days after I am gone, because if that is the case, I know I have done right by them.
Missing my Mom and proud to be a grandma,
Bittersweet from Zac Brown Band (played at my mom’s funeral)