Truth?
I’m a sappy mess when I leave my parent’s house. I’ve always been. I’ve cried nearly every time I’ve left their house for, well, most of my life. Wayyyyyy before my momma passed.
For years, they’d stand in the doorway or on the porch, waving and watching as I pulled away and I cried for miles.
This afternoon, my son and I will start making our way south and east. It’s 8 hours up here to my dad’s. We’re going to split the trip and stay overnight half way. Then, home tomorrow for bowling.
Now, don’t get me wrong, I love my home, too. I don’t mind going home, even. It’s just the leaving here that starts the waterworks.
If you’ve lost one parent, you may understand this need to want to see and be with the other one. It’s such a gift to be here. I thought I’d have my momma 20 more years. As they say, ‘time is not promised.’
For my miracles and gratitude today, I’m going to share my momma’s flowers. She LOVED flowers. All kinds- wildflowers, roses, irises, morning glories, and more.
Miracles and Gratitude Day 8:
I’m grateful for these past few days. There’s miracles all around.
Feel free to share your gratitude and miracles if you’d like. What I’m beginning to see is, the more days I do this, the more miracles show up.
Hope you have a great day.
Jessica
Unmeasured Journeys 
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Jessica – I am really behind here in Reader, so please excuse me. I like the line that ‘time is not promised’ because both of us lost our moms suddenly – that makes it even worse. In my case, I did not have a remaining parent, so we differ there. I can remember my mom and I going to visit my grandmother and pulling away, early on a Sunday morning, to make our four-hour, 240-mile trip home, Nanny would be standing on the porch, her flannel nightgown peeking out below a warm winter coat. She’d have her scuffs on, hairnet on and waving goodbye. Always difficult to say goodbye as you never know if it will be the last time.
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Oh my gosh, yes!! It also always reminds me of going to kindergarten- having to go to a new place, with parents cheering on, but wanting to run back to them and not go. I love your memory of your Nanny. Thank you for sharing that with me. You’re right. We both lost our moms so quickly. I think that created an instant bond here. Thank you for commenting.
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Yes, we share that unfortunate bond and your writing of goodbyes made me instantly think of my Nanny waving to us. Back then, after we arrived home exactly four hours later, we would get inside the house and call her house, let it ring three times and hang up. The signal we arrived safely. Did you ever do that? You are younger than me, so maybe not. Cellphones were not a “thing” yet.
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Oh my gosh, that’s the BEST!!!! I think I called ‘collect’ but then they’d deny the charge, but the act of getting it the collect call told them I made it, before I was married and before cell phones, ha ha. Yes- we are bonded. I don’t like that neither of us have our moms, but I’m glad to have a friend that knows this journey.
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My mom always told me to keep two dimes in my wallet in case I had an emergency and had to call home and was nervous and dropped one. Funny we did that with the phones though. Yes, I enjoy knowing someone who is traveling this journey, though for me it is easier as more time has passed … it will grow easier for you as well Jessica.
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Thank you, that’s very sweet. I hope you’re right.
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I loved my mother dearly – we went thru a lot after my father took off and left her penniless. Her woes were mine, be they monetary, medical – I have no use for him. So, we were very close and I will never forget her, think about her every day, but there will always be moments of sadness, but not as many as time goes on.
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Sounds like best friends.
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Yes, you are right Jessica. More than a mother-daughter relationship sometimes.
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I understand. ❤️
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The tears are signs of your love….I understand completely!
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Hi. Leaving loved ones is so hard. Hey, how’s your mom doing?
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Beautiful flowers!
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Aw. The flowers are beautiful. My kids and their families come home to spend a few days every month or two. I always cry when the last car pulls away.
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Awwwwww. That got me all teary and lump in throat-y. I can picture that almost. I would be the exact same way. Love that you do that. Sweet love for them.
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My favorite flower is a yellow rose. But those zinnias are really pretty, too. Flowers are really miracles, aren’t they? I love that orange color. How nice to spend time with your dad! Safe travels, and good luck bowling!
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Hi. I thought you’d like the yellow rose. It was so pretty sitting there. The zinnias are very ‘expressive.’ Some in different stages- like petals losing colors and things. So beautiful. I agree about flowers and miracles. Tiny seeds to stunning colors. Thank you- we made it a little more than half way. Will finish the rest in the morning. Thank you- hopefully bowling will go great.
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I love your momma’s flowers. They are as beautiful as your love for her.
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My goodness Anne, you are a sweetheart. My cup runneth over. Thank you.
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