Her Daughter’s View

This past weekend was Mother’s Day. The first Mother’s Day without Mom. It was a feeling I have never felt before, watching everyone post pictures with their Mom’s, and seeing everyone out and about celebrating, knowing I will never get to celebrate my Mom again. It was quite literally soul crushing. Every year, my Mom and I would go watch the sunrise at the beach, followed by breakfast somewhere. Our favorite thing to do together was eat, everything always came back to food for us. When she started getting real sick, we would just get donuts, because they were quick, but still got the job done.

My mom’s favorite place in the world was the beach, which made it super easy to make her happy, because it was only 10 minutes away. When Mom started hospice, and we figured it would only be a few weeks before she was gone, I knew I had to take her to see the sunrise one more time earth-side. So we carefully put her in the car, even though she was in a lot of pain, and went and watched the sunrise together and got donuts together one more time. That was 2/25/23, and she died the next morning.

So, for this Mother’s Day, how could I spend it any other way, than watching the sunrise, and eating a donut. She had the best seat in the house this year for sure, but I know she was still watching it with me. Below is a picture of the sunrise I took this year. I love you, Mama, Happiest heavenly Mother’s day to you.