As years go by, I have gradually started to forget all the horrible details of May 21, 1992. Almost 20 years later I will never forget that it was by far, the worst day of my life.
That day was the day my Mom died.
I remember walking into my Aunt’s house, and seeing my Dad and his siblings sitting around the table. I didn’t think anything of it at the time. but I remember wanting to go home.
When we arrived home, I remember my Dad sitting my brother and I down on the couch and saying the words that no one ever wants to hear, let alone an 11 year old child: “Mommy died”.
The moments that follow that day have become somewhat forgotten, and what pains me the most, the fond memories that preceded that day have also started to fade.
And I hate that. I hate forgetting.
As you know, my Nanny died recently. Even though my hometown is only an hour away from Ottawa, I don’t visit nearly enough. A lot of my Dad’s friends haven’t seen me in years. More than once, people would arrive and without introduction they’d identify me as Amy, merely due to the fact I look like my Mom. I overheard several people whispering “Wow, dosn’t she look like Mary?” and one man (I’m still not certain who he even is) walked up to me and said “You’re just like Mary”. Easily the highlight of an otherwise very difficult day.
My Aunt found this card recently… a little hard to read, but it’s a card from my Mom & Dad thanking my Aunt and family for the gift they gave me after I was born.
Can I just say that I think it’s kind of adorable that my Mom wrote a portion of it from me as an infant? Totally something I think I would do.
Which is the perfect segue to the “permanent change” portion of this post.
I got a tattoo.
I’ve been thinking about getting a tattoo with my Mom’s initials for years, but finding this card changed everything.
I had her name, in her handwriting, tattooed on my right wrist. 
I couldn’t be happier with the end result.
My right hand is my working hand, I love that I will be reminded each time I look down that she’s with me each and every day.
I don’t want to forget anymore.
She’s been gone for almost 20 years, but she will never ever be forgotten.
20 comments:
what a wonderful way to remember your mother. thanks for sharing. :)
This post made me tear up. Such a great way to remember your Mom. :)
I lost my Dad ten years ago and I know what you mean about forgetting. Seeing my Dads handwriting always makes me so happy. The tattoo is beautiful!
What an amazing idea!
A wonderful dedication to your mom, I absolutely love it. I can't even begin to imagine what it's like to lose a parent, and even though you know she's with you each and every day now you will be able to see a piece of her as well. This post made me bawl.
Oh wow, what an awesome idea! I just love it : very true, very sincere and very touching.
Oh Wow Amy, that's SUCH a wonderful momento. Every year I watch how sad you are remembering your Moms passing and it makes me wish we lived closer so that I could give you a real hug. I also can't wait for Cameron to be old enough for me to read the Little House on the Prairie book to him from you because the sentiment behind it from you is truly truly special *sniff*
so awesome. Great idea and a beautiful tribute.
Oh, this made me teary. Beautiful idea and great tattoo.
Love it Amy!
Lovely post, great tribute.
Made me cry, too. I love it!
xoxo
Just beautiful.
I tweeted you this earlier, but I was crying pretty uncontrollably when I read this earlier this morning. I was an adult when my mom died nearly 2 years ago...and can remember vividly the moment that my dad told me that my mom had 3 months to live....and the moment that I stood there holding her hand as she quit breathing. I'm terrified of forgetting her....but wish I could forget that day. I started going through my things after she died, just to have something with her writing on it with me at all times. I found a pen she wrote her name on...and it goes with me everywhere. THIS is the most amazingly brilliant idea....truly. You have her with you everywhere!
I love this.
What a wonderful post and I love the tattoo... what an amazing way to remember her every day.
Where did you get the tat done? I am looking for a new one in honour my my parents.
It's all very lovely. Such an amazing idea & tribute!
Wow dosn’t she look like Mary?” and one man still not certain who he even is) walked up to me and said You’re just like Mary Easily the highlight of an otherwise very difficult day.
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