In my previous blog titled, "What Is Mother's & Father's Day to some of us?", I pay homage to my mother for the first time ever since her passing in 2007.
I lost my mother long before 2007. I lost her in the early to mid 80's or at least that's when I recall feeling it most. Maybe I lost her to drugs. Maybe to mental illness. To "what" no longer matters. I lost her and now she's physically gone forever.
It's taken me a long time to realize that her job was simply done. She'd raised me until she wasn't to do so any longer.
Still, I wasn't ready.
From then on, the village took over and stepped in from time to time as I navigated the jungle that is this life on earth.
I still long for my mother and always will. Nevertheless, she shows up in the "village".
I saw her in Mama Kisha at my book launch for Wildflower.
I think of her as one of my dearest earth mothers; a part of my village. I gained her love and favor while married to her eldest son 20 or so years ago and have retained it ever since.
While I stood sharing my story in front of my children, other family and friends, Mama Kisha tears up in a way that a daughter moves a proud mother. She then proceeds to tell me how proud she is of me in front of the room. Almost causing me to start crying during my presentation! Shame on you Mama Kisha!
And I needed that.
In the absence of the one mother that I long for more than any other, I am still eternally grateful to be blessed with my earth mothers, for I would surely not be well without them.
I'm certain right about now Mama Kisha would say, "All praises due to the most high creator."
Indeed.
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