In my mother’s garden
My mother passed away unexpectedly on 27 June.
It does seem rather strange to list this here…it is not one of my favourite things.
We had her services on Saturday and our goal was to follow her wishes…
She wanted the loved ones who attended to remember her with joy and laughter.
We chose uplifting songs at the church…not too uplifting though.
The church was packed! I don’t think there was a seat left.
And we hosted her friends and family to a party at the Boston Yacht Club here in Marblehead.
It was a sunny and beautiful temperature day sandwiched between a whole bunch of rainy, stormy days.
I could hear people laughing and reminiscing as I walked about greeting everyone.
Now we begin the process of healing and becoming accustomed to a life without her.
It’s the simple things….
Making “salad” in a pail full of rain water.
There’s nothing like a group of toddlers to remind you that life goes on.
I have moved quite a few of my mum’s things into my house.
It seems a bit strange to me but it’s kept me busy and I find it comforting to have her things about me.
Sort of like Maureen O’Hara in The Quiet Man.
Verne, Natalie and I got a cute selfie in the garden while I was visiting them last night.
Abigail was moving too fast for me to get her into our photo.
The weather hasn’t been very good to gardeners this year.
It’s either a scorching heat wave or monsoon downpours.
But, Bonnie’s garden looks beautiful nonetheless.