Monday, January 18, 2010:
Being Sherry's oldest daughter, I feel bad and guilty for not posting something sooner but I am having an extremely difficult time wrapping my brain and heart around the fact that our cherished mother isn't here anymore. Her sudden passing was a devastating blow. After almost a week of her passing, I was finally able to listen to the six voice mail messages I saved from mom. Something told me months ago to save her voice mails. I used to delete all voice mails not wanting to clutter my mailbox. Just to hear her voice was of some comfort, but then realizing that I am not able to call her and hear her voice in real time is something that I don't think, at least at this point, I will ever be able to accept. I go into denial when it comes to certain things in my life and this is one of those times. I've been living in a fog for the past five days.
My mom was my best friend. She was the only person I could go to when I needed comfort. If my instincts were clouded, I would go with her instincts and they were always spot on. I feel lost, scared, and angry that she left us so early. However, I am so very grateful that she was there to witness the birth of my two daughters, see me graduate from college back in 2004, and be there for my youngest daughter's graduation ceremony from high school. There are so many events she was present at that I would need a new website to share it all. She was the one who got me through the tough time when I gave birth to my oldest daughter. She was my rock.
For those of you who are familiar with Sylvia Browne (my mom loved her), then you know she has talked about those who have passed on to the afterlife will at times visit their loved ones and get their attention by leaving pennies on the floor. Because my boyfriend (the one boyfriend my mom really liked, and that's saying something!) always has change in his pockets, I will find pennies on the floor from time to time. I have picked those pennies up and am waiting to find them on the floor again. If that ever does happen, I'm not sure how I will react. I will let you know!
I will conclude my thoughts for now, but will add more later as this is still very raw for me. When my sister Tracy sent me an email letting me know that our mother's obituary had been posted in today's Oregonian, it suddenly became real to me that our dear, sweet mom is no longer with us physically. Since she and I did share the same spiritual beliefs, I know she is either living her next life, which I hope is one where she is the Queen of a very posh country and is being pampered, and has her own chef, or she is at the end of her journey and is now with God. Knowing our mom I'm sure she is giving her opinions constantly. That's what made her, her.
I LOVE YOU MOM! May Angels surround you with peace and so much love.
Carri Shawn