I’ve noticed that the more time that goes by after someone dies, the less that person comes up in conversation. The sharing of memories starts to slow down. The fact that they are gone becomes more normal.
People tell me that they start to feel uncomfortable talking about this person. They fear that people don’t want to hear about it. They tell me that they are worried people will think that they should be over this person by now.
People literally feel ashamed to feel grief, loss and missing someone who meant the world to them.
Since my mom died years ago, I have done my best to make sure this never happens. I make sure to always tell stories about my mom and talk about her as if she was still here. I do my best to make sure that everyone in my life, who never got a chance to meet her, knows and understands who she was.
My mom isn’t just someone who died. She is someone who lived. She is someone who brought me more comfort in happiness in 19 years than anyone will probably ever bring me. She was my best friend. She was my confidant. She was home.
She taught me more about life than I could even begin to put into words. She taught me about love and losing her truly taught me how to feel pain.
Just because my mom isn’t here physically anymore, doesn’t mean she should ever be forgotten about. Just because she isn’t sitting with me at the dinner table, doesn’t mean the stories have to stop. Just because she will never meet some of the people that are now in my life, that doesn’t mean that they won’t get to know her.
I will always make sure the people in my life get to know and understand the woman my mother was. I will do everything I can to make sure everyone knows and remembers the incredible, kind, and compassionate woman my mom was.
I will never stop talking about my mom. I will do everything in my power to keep her memory and her legacy alive.
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