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Mother’s Day Memories

Some people are blessed with a mother who lives to old age, some not so fortunate, and lost their dear mother at an earlier age. I was gifted, and had a mother who lived to the age of 97. I guess I take after her, since I am 91 – almost 92. I hope I take after her in many ways.

I am sure you all can remember words your Mom said to you through the years. Words you’ve never forgotten. Words of love, compassion, understanding – words of comfort that only a mother can give. They cannot be replaced or found anywhere else.

For an infant, there is nothing like the feel of their mother’s body and especially her arms holding them close. And as a child grows older to have their Mom kiss a booboo – no matter how big or small – it seemed much better. A mother’s gift!

When I was about 10 years old, I was very fresh to my mother. I have forgotten just why, but I was upset with her and went out the door, and never saying goodbye or kissing her. However, my conscience got the better of me. When I got to the first street from the house, I turned around and went back home. I told my mother, “I am so sorry for being mean to you, Mom.”

She looked at me and said, “I am very happy that you are sorry. Thank you for coming back,” and with that she kissed me and said, “Now don’t be late for school.”

Off I went, happy as a lark that my mother forgave me, and I was truly sorry that I had behaved so poorly. That is one of the moments I’ve never forgotten. Being in the good graces of my Mom was so important to me.

In my late teens, my dear friend, Marian, lost her mother, and I went to her wake. It was so sad, and Marian was crying. I felt so sorry for her, I was crying, too.

When I returned home, I told my mother how Marian had been crying. My own eyes filled up with tears for my dear friend. My mother put her arms around me and said, “Honey, wipe away your tears, you will shed many tears of your own someday.”

Those words remained with me all through the years. And now in my elderly age, I think of words that were said to me by my mother – and how true they were. My mother was so right. How wise she was and warmhearted.

When one of my sons was in the first or second grade, the pupils made up a card for their mothers for Mother’s Day. On the front of the card, my son printed, “To My Dear Sweat Mother.” I thought the teacher was right to leave the spelling error. It was too sweet to have him correct it. I treasure that card, and would not part with it for anything. Sweet or sweat, they both applied. I loved it!

Not too long ago, I was speaking to a priest from my parish – Father Bakker, who is now deceased. I had the nerve to ask him, “Father, do you believe that you will see your mother and father after you die and go to heaven?”

He looked right at me and replied,” Yes, I do!” Just what I wanted to hear! I felt so happy that I had asked him a question I often thought of. I am going to remember his answer the rest of my life. It gives me hope.

Remember your mother – send her a card, call her, send flowers, take her out to dinner. She will be pleased to know you cared. If your mother is gone, say a little prayer for her. Remember, a mother’s love is the greatest love of all!



Virginia Ruane is a lifelong Malden resident. Please send comments or suggestions to virginiaruane@aol.com.


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