We found Mom's camera a day or two after she passed away, as we were putting final touches on a slide show that we played at her funeral. And lo and behold...can you imagine our smiles when we found this picture as the last one that was taken with her camera?
This is "so" June, my mom.
We were in the Orlando airport terminal, waiting to board our flights on May 31st after we returned from the family cruise, and (unbeknownst to us) Dad snapped a picture of Mom straddling this huge bike. Her with her shoes and jackets that always matched. Oh gracious...she's so precious to me.
I posted some pictures on my personal blog yesterday and shared about driving back to Nashville on Saturday. A hard trip, for sure, but made easier by the stopping that Kelsey and I did along the way. We stopped at an antique store, Traditions, (that Mom would have loved!) and I bought a sign that reminded me of her...
It says, "Life is not measured by how many breaths we take but by the moments that take our breath away."
Not 'heavy theology' by any means, but I chose it because Mom was (and still is) the source of so many "moments that take my breath away." God is the ultimate author of those moments and He weaves them together so perfectly. Both the happy ones that steal our breath away for laughing so hard, and also the ones of deep grief. Blessing and pain are inseparable in this life. They go hand in hand.
But not so in the next...
Here are some favorite glimpses of Mom with our kids that we shared with everyone last Thursday. They define how I remember her. (We loved playing Taboo, but Mom, bless her heart, kept saying all the "taboo" words. We always got so tickled.)
One last note...
Thanks to Mary, the sweet lady behind me in line at Traditions, the antique store where Kelsey and I stopped on the way back home on Saturday. You held Jack for me, Mary, as I paid for my purchases. I appreciate our conversation and you preventing Jack from terrorizing the store. Please know that I'm continuing to pray for you as you grieve the passing of your sweet puppy only two months ago, and thanks for "lovin' up" on Jack.
Continued blessings,
Tammy
7 comments:
Oh Tammy...what a cute picture of your precious Mom on that bike! (I'm sure she wanted to be sure and give you all a chuckle during your time of sadness). ~ I'm continuing to keep you, your Dad, and all your family in my prayers. Although you'll continue to miss her terribly, you can take comfort that she's residing in Heaven now (I feel certain that my sweet Mama has already introduced herself and made your Mom feel welcome *smile*). Hugs and Love, Patti Jo
Love the picture! I smile when I think about our moms up in heaven together!
That's a great pic of your Mom! I'm so, so sorry for your loss. You, and your family, are in my prayers.
~ Lori
I love the saying on the sign you purchased. How true! Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts and memories in your posts. It has touched and blessed so many of us.
Thanks, friends, for all your prayers, for me, for Dad and Doug, as we walk this road. Patti Jo and Linda, I'm smiling too (and am certain our mothers have met by now).
Sugarandgrits( love that, btw), thanks for your prayers. And Susan, bless you for sharing this walk with me, with us.
I'm grateful for this group of friends here.
Thanks for sharing these lovely photos of your mom. You can just see how loving and special she is. I will continue to pray for you and your family.
Love,
Carrie
The picture of your mom on the motorcycle really brought back memories of my mom. My son had a Harley motorcycle and mom said she wanted to ride on one before she died. I have a picture of my son and my mom who was 75 years old on his harley. She died 2 years ago last May, and 2 years after the "Ride". She was one of God's angels on earth and is now at home with our Lord.
Thank you for the inspirations you give in your writing. I so look forward to the next book.
Sincerely, Sarah
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