Mr. Z hasn’t been feeling well the last couple of days, and so along with lots of snuggles, naps, and chocolate, there has been a lot of TV time.
One movie he keeps requesting has been “Radar the Police Car” or as it is actually titled, Bold Eagles. It is a cute little animated movie about a nature preserve in Norway, called Eagle Park. Some poachers come in and start taking the animals. They take the Mommy Eagle, before her egg can hatch. Radar, starts to care for the eaglet, and the eaglet, Scruffy, starts calling Radar mommy.
At the end, Radar is telling Scruffy, that the Eagle is his REAL mommy. To which the eaglet replies, “But mommies aren’t supposed to go away.”
I don’t know how many times in the last 3 three years, I have personally said that.
In casual conversation, people will sometimes say things like, “My mom, is going to outlive me.” or “Mother’s can’t die.”
I know they mean well, and I don’t walk around with a sign that says, don’t talk about mothers not dying, mine is dead.
But today I heard that line, I just just wanted to turn into a puddle.
But mommies aren’t supposed to go away.
My mother wasn’t the picture perfect mother, and most of the time I have to think really hard to remember the good. But she is my mine. While she might not be here today, and I can’t just call her whenever I have a question. I still feel her presence.
When loved ones pass before us, do they really leave us?
Personally, I don’t think so.
So even though, physically my mom is not here, I think she is still around, smiling and laughing with right along side us.
