She was beautiful, both inside and out.

May her memory be for a blessing.

an angel.

She sounds like a lovely and resilient woman. I lost my husband when I was 52, so I know what she went through. The fact that she was able to be there for you even while combatting depression is a testimony to her strength and love for you.

Kim

As a child, my brain was not developed enough to understand HER grief...only my own.

As an adult, I now fully understand and appreciate what she endured quietly.

Do you know anything about this particular dress?

I am sorry for your loss.
She was beautiful inside and out.

In karmic theory, important people in a family enter and depart
on the same days.... birthdays and deaths are linked.

but I love this picture of her.

She donated her body to Syracuse University for teaching purposes for the medical residents.

They had a moving service at the chapel on the university campus several months after she passed, for all of those who donated their bodies within that recent time frame.

I sent this picture to the university to use as part of the display of pictures just outside the chapel entrance, of all of those people who donated their bodies.

It was all very moving and respectful.

I'm sorry for your loss. Remember her with love and admiration.

I'm glad you and your Mom loved each other. So many people don't have that relationship with their parents.

Beautiful picture.

you.

She sounds like a great woman who sacrificed so much.

It’s a wonderful tribute. May your Mom rest in power and love.

She struggled, but had the strength to survive with grace, dignity and love, a true blessing.

Those can be a double-edged sword when dealing with loss, but the love is worth it.

My own mother was a complicated person who lashed out when she was in pain, but I still admire her for her strength and grieve for the childhood that she didn't have which impacted her children in turn. She has been gone for 16 years, and despite my conflicted feelings, her death pulled the rug right out from under me.

I can only image the scope of your grief. Forgive me, please, for quoting a superhero movie, but,

"What is grief, if not love persevering?"

Cherish the grief; it has value and will someday fit the pieces of your memory together more beautifully than you could have imagined.

What a beautiful portrait!

Thank you, and I'm in no hurry to see departed loved ones! They'll be there when I get there!

My mom's birthday is coming up on the 10th. I don't get overly sad, but lately my mind starts thinking about things to talk about the next time we're on the phone and then I catch myself, still in disbelief that she's gone. Same with Dad. They've been gone over six years.

I'm the same way...Every so often, I wish I could talk to both of my parents.

She was 94 when she passed, and she went totally deaf. So when I visited her, I would bring a legal pad, and converse with her through handwriting.

She would give me good advice, especially in her old age.

And a beautiful gesture, for her to decide to donate her body for medical research. She gave value to a death that came much too soon.
Your grief also gives value LuckyCharms -- no one is truly dead until they are forgotten.
I absolutely believe that.

Beautiful woman who left a beautiful legacy that’s yours to keep and treasure til you meet again. Looks like she’s wearing her angel wings.

My Mothers’ birthday and passing was in September. 4th year and because of covid, I didn’t get to see her in person and it haunts me. Hugs.

died in a nursing home of Covid during the height of the pandemic. I couldn't go say goodbye. It's a very unsettling feeling...I understand

The last time I saw my Mother was at my baby brother’s memorial in 2019. She lost two sons before she passed and I was abroad and couldn’t be there. Sigh.

The fact that you couldn't be there does not negate the lifetime of all of the other memories.

in her smile. I believe that you will see her again.

photo before.

So sorry you lost your dad quite young, but good she managed to get you through your teens despite her terrible depression, and her own horrific childhood experiences , and be well loved. (My dad had depression later mid life, and difficult parents, so I know).

Just a thought... I have reason for sharing.
My mom had gotten bad asthma when I was 5 1/2. It was often on very tough earlier on, but better controlled by the time I was late teens. But some infrequently other medical occurrences when we were younger.

She was very talented design wise, a trained dressmaker, not "sweet" per se, but sweet at times, and loving. A nature, art, sports, and science fan. Very much also for justice, and equality - taught us. She loved to laugh but sometimes could trigger an attack.
Loved by a big family!

Anyway when she got to ger 80's, and with het medical history I began to think of her passing. I knew it was going to be tough for me. It was but I got through it better than thought I might. Miss her, but over time without the fierceness. It was 2008 - 17 yrs ago.

I think what helped me was a few years before she died I started a "mantra" of "she wouldn't want me to be too sad for too long.".

I'm thinking I hope you can be happy on your birthday some day. You're good folk here. She'd want you to be happy. And sure our fellow DU'rs would want that for you at some future time.