What I Miss About My Mother
Tom Cramer
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Posted 05.12.2013
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It's rare that I think of my mother; I'm always happy when I do. I miss you, Mom.
It's rare that I think of my mother; I'm always happy when I do. I miss you, Mom.
My mother showed me that in the midst of life's pain and turmoil, grief and loss, I can find great comfort in the beauty of a tree, deep joy at the sight of the moon and a sense of wonder by simply noticing the world around me.
I now had three different colors distributed on my ten fingers. It was an easy fix of a multi-hue mini-rainbow of blue and green. At the Awards show that night I got lots of compliments on my multi-color nails. I may have been perfectly on trend, but I wasn't sure how I felt about them
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Always choosing the comfortable option might not be what brings us the most satisfaction; especially because the comfortable route frequently reduces the amount of contact with other people - beautiful, hurting, hilarious humanity.
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I used to ignore or fight my tells, now I pay very close attention to them, which allows me to handle stress much better. Children's literature is one of my joys, and it's also my mental comfort food.
No other person on this planet can tell you how to feel, how to grieve and most importantly, how you should or should not be pursuing whatever it is that brings comfort to you.
When you are caring for a child with cancer, you take nothing for granted. Nothing.
Please remember you are not alone. There are millions of other lives all around you. Each a person feeling happiness and sadness, each a person you may have the opportunity to meet, to know, to share a burden with, to like and/or to love.
Dealing with death is hard, but when it is a young person who dies, it is even harder. It goes against the course of nature and acts as a bitter reminder that we live in an imperfect world.
The importance of human and environmental health is constantly preached in the U.S., yet it is disregarded every day for convenience and ease.
As a child I remember the comfort I experienced being tucked in at night with great tenderness and loving by my mother. As an adult, I have created a way to tuck myself in with the same sweetness and loving.
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What happens if we allow ourselves to become attuned to the simple transactions of our daily lives? What can we learn from those moments that nearly slip past our awareness?
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I wonder if any of us is really capable of handling the scope of sorrow that technology now exposes us to.
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