Things my mother taught me…

These past thirty five days have been the most challenging of my entire life…as I type this I am still in a bit of disbelief and it’s almost as if I don’t say it out loud or post it anywhere then it hasn’t happened. Well, it has happened…my mother passed away a few weeks ago very suddenly and it turned my world upside down. It was and still is a complete and total shock and I’m getting through it day by day. Family, friends, colleagues and clients have been very understanding and supportive and I’m more appreciative of your kind words, emails, phone calls and cards more than you can imagine.

I’m working through it each day and doing my best not to burst into tears at work and doing my best to carry on and do all that needs to be done here and at home. Some days I just want to curl up in bed and stay there, other days I want to get out and live as much as possible as I know how quickly time passes and that tomorrow is not guaranteed to anyone.

My mother was smart and fiery and made me who I am today. She taught me  how to love with arms wide open, to dance whenever and where ever, to ask questions and always want to know more, that one  must respect themselves before anyone else will respect you…there is only one you, don’t give yourself away.  She encouraged me to travel and see the world and to understand that people are people where ever you go; we all have the same needs, wants and desires.  She had her opinions and was not afraid to speak her mind ( I guess I get it honestly enough). She taught me to marry the man who buys you flannel and not the one who buys you silk for you know his true intentions. She taught me that life isn’t perfect; when shit happens and it will, you suck it up and keep going.  God will give you only what you can handle.

This is not a dress rehearsal; get wet in the rain, wear that bikini (Mom often said “if you’ve got it, flaunt it”!) and don’t give a shit what anybody else thinks of you, what matters is what you think of yourself.

Follow your dreams and wake up each day eager to spend it doing what you love and with who you love.

Thank you for allowing us (all the kids) to be who we are and loving us because of it and sometimes in spite of it.

We will miss you more than words can say. xoxo.

Valerie White - January 4, 2012 - 6:16 am

Aweee..Tara..I couldnt stop crying reading this…You were her pride and Joy…so was Huddie…She was so..proud of the Mother that you had become…but most proud of the Woman that you became….All you can do now is live for your own family…I know she would want that more than anything..and to look after your Dad..It has been nearly 20 yrs since Mom died..and there is not a day that I dont want to talk to her…but time really is s great healer..take one day at a time..and just breathe….I love You…xoxoxo

Tammie (Visser) Krick - January 3, 2012 - 10:30 pm

Tara, that was beautiful and very well put. You and your brothers are in my thoughts and prayers.
Tammie

Brighid Langill - January 3, 2012 - 8:29 pm

Tara, I am so sorry for your loss. Beautiful words we can all live by! Brighid

Hayley Kew - January 3, 2012 - 6:24 pm

Well said Tara, wishing you peace and healing in the new year xo

Sabrina Thurlow - January 3, 2012 - 6:16 pm

Wonderful and true words that make me appreciate my mother more. Thank you for sharing and take care.

Stacey - January 3, 2012 - 5:47 pm

A year of first is the hardest :( But remember you have family and friends that love you, and people who admire your work to no end! And although we don’t like to admit it, we are our mothers (for better or worse), and that gives them a type of immortality that no one can take away! Hugs and lots of love!

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