Before all this started, I was seized with the irrational urge to find a new screensaver, one that is not all hummingbirds and pink, fuzzy flowers. After an extensive search through lots of cute categories, my eyes fasten irresistibly on this image of a fragile, narrow-limbed bridge –or one very like it – arching mirror-like across water, to produce an illusion of circularity. I like arches, bridges and images like this, signifying change, completion…
For the next few days, images of ancient, arching stone bridges seemed to meet me everywhere: in newspapers, on the news, which I think a little odd. Was God sending me all these pictures because I decided to change my screensaver image?
Then a worrying phone-call comes through from my mother, extremely – and very unusually – tearful, mentioning death, and worrying that we will not meet again, saying I must not grieve too much. So I decide to go to France to be with her, ask my older sister if she can come too, and pack my bag, living in a frenzy of worry in case my mother should die suddenly, miserably, alone and afraid. I cannot wait for Friday, to get the plane, meet my sister and travel to be with my mother, whom we find sitting in a chair, tearful, bored and cold. Thank God are able to be with her, to offer reassurance, warmth, companionship and love. I discover that in her frailty I love her more than I thought possible, my heart almost bursting between compassion, sorrow and joy.
I’m going back to France tomorrow to be with my mother for another week. So I hope you will excuse my lack of action here, my inability to engage with social media much. My grief is peculiar, as if I can’t quite believe it is happening to me. But of course, we all have to move on, change and adapt with circumstances; and my mother – my family – would not feel encouraged if I spend all my time in tears. So I weep on planes, wishing that these wells of grief might come at more convenient times.
I’ll be back as soon as possible. Meantime, thanks for reading.
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November 9, 2017 @ 11:29 pm
Take care of yourself as well as everyone else. I hope things improve for you and yours very soon. xx
November 10, 2017 @ 8:51 am
Thank you so much Diane. Yes, indeed, I shall do my best. ((xxx))
November 10, 2017 @ 11:50 pm
How sad, Fran, but how good that you can spend time with your mother. Wishing you strength!
November 13, 2017 @ 1:07 am
Praying for you, your sister and your dear mother. What a blessing she called, and you were ready and eager to be with her.
November 14, 2017 @ 11:09 am
Good to hear from you Fran and I will be thinking of you and your mother through the difficult times ahead. We only have one mother in this life and we can’t thank them enough for all the sacrifices they have made to make our own lives so enriched with love and support.
Tam.
XXX
November 17, 2017 @ 9:21 pm
Thanks for all your good wishes! ♥ Mum is on the mend, and thinking of moving back to Scotland, soon. I hope that works out, and we can see a lot more of each other. It will be so lovely to have her living nearer us. 🙂
November 22, 2017 @ 7:33 pm
This is wonderful good news, Fran! And hopefully a burden lifted from her spirit and yours. 🙂
November 22, 2017 @ 7:45 pm
Thank you, Elouise. Mum is flying home to Scotland on Friday, so I hope that goes well. I’ll keep you posted. ((xxx))
November 24, 2017 @ 4:31 am
She is in Scotland now, isn’t she?
November 24, 2017 @ 9:17 am
Hello Wadjih, thanks for asking. Mum is coming to Scotland today, so I will see her and my sister this evening at the airport. I hope the journey is okay and not too tiring for them. 🙂