My beautiful Mom one Mother's day enjoying our garden and wooded yard. So lovely.
My Mom went to a nursing home for the last few weeks of her life. Her surrender was peaceful and her surroundings were filled with good people, excellent care and an unspoken finality that hurt all of our hearts.
And so it came, a gentle rain one day. I could feel my heart break because I knew how much my Mom loved listening to the rain especially when she was in bed and the nursing home didn't allow windows to be open. I knew she couldn't hear the rain and and it broke my heart. We had given her a rain stick one year so I went and got hers and brought it back to the nursing home for her. It wasn't the same. I was very sad. I so wanted her to have what she so loved - being able to hear the rain..........
From this I came to know what matter in life - it's not money, fame, travels, possessions. It's as simple and glorious as being able to listen to the rain and knowing you are loved enough that someone knew it mattered.
What is your gentle rain? What is the gentle rain in the lives of those you love?
I hope you all know......
18 comments:
What beautiful, gentle imagery you have shared. And that includes the beautiful photo of your mother and the relationship you had with each other.
Gail
How you must miss your lovely mom!
This story so touched my heart!
Your mom was so loved and I am sure she knew that, that is one of life's greatest blessings, to know that we are loved ... all that matters in the end, is LOVE!!!
so much we both shate...both sweet and bitter, peace and love to you Gail
Gail, that is such a beautiful post about your Mother. She was sweet and pretty. Peace and love.
@JUDY - thank you for feeling and seeing the love and bneauty
@MARGIE- YE!! LOVE is what matters
@BRITE MIST-JOEY - We share so much indeed - the bitter and the sweet <3
@PAM- thank you for sharing this blessing with me
Love to you all
Gail
peace.....
This is so needed to remind everyone that it is the little things we take for granted.....I love listening to the birds chirping
HI KIM - yes, the sweet sound of birds in harmony <3
Love Gail
peace....
'From this I came to know what matter in life - it's not money, fame, travels, possessions. It's as simple and glorious as being able to listen to the rain and knowing you are loved enough that someone knew it mattered.'
YES!
@SOLITARY WALKER - thanks for stopping by and validating my thoughts hallelujah!!
Love Gail
peace....
What a beautiful post! Thank you for sharing this story, and for the message to all of us about the truly important things in life. Hope you have a good week, Gail!
@KATHERINE - so glad you came by. :-) Hope your week is wonderful
Love Gail
peace.....
What a sweet, sweet story of your mom. Feeling the sunshine on my face would be mine.
To know and to feel love....
I feel through your words about your Mother how much you love her.
(I didn't use the past tense....because I know that love goes on and on....)
Hugs and love to you,
Jackie
Hi Jackie - I am so happy you visited - I have missed you
Love Gail
peace.....
"From this I came to know what matter in life - it's not money, fame, travels, possessions. It's as simple and glorious as being able to listen to the rain and knowing you are loved enough that someone knew it mattered."
I second that with all my heart! This post brought tears to my eyes. Peace be with you Gail. Your lovely soul shines through your words just as I remembered. We connected in days of blogging yore. I'm really happy to find you're still here making cyberspace a better place. <3
So inspiring, thank you. And so wonderful to be called back to knowing
this communion with self and spirit,
and I LOVE that you remind us to wonder what that is for
others in our life...profound.
Thank you for your wonderful writing!
Hello Mary Kathryn - thank you for your kind and wonderful words to me. It means so much
Love Gail
peace.....
Hello MW I so appreciate your heartfelt words and feelings about my writing. "Thank you" and peace...
Love, Gail
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