Yesterday was the three year anniversary of the death of my mom. She was deeply loved by her family and friends and made a positive impact on the lives of so many! I had a morning appointment, but decided I would devote the rest of the day to remembering her and the amazing times we shared together as a mother and daughter.
Once I left home at age eighteen, we never lived geographically close to one another. When she visited me in Seattle the last decade of her life, we would often visit the Volunteer Park Conservatory to see the beautiful flowers and plants during all four seasons.
When I visited her in Peoria Illiniois, we would go to Glen Oak Park to walk and sometimes visit the botanical garden. Now when I visit my hometown, I stop to sit on the bench in Glen Oak Park that my son had placed in honor of his grandma! I can feel her sitting next to me looking out over the lagoon.
Life is a gift and celebrating the life of my mom has helped me to grieve in a helpful, healthy way.