On July 23, my mother celebrated her second death anniversary. I know she is now happy and at peace with our Creator. A life and paradise that God has promised where there is no more pain and suffering but the eternal happiness has no end.
I may repeatedly say this in my articles that losing my mother was my greatest loss and was the hardest part of my life. It was a moment of great sadness and grief and a time of emotional torment. It was two years ago and I am feeling better now by God’s grace.
I say this so that others who are still blessed of having their mothers or parents by their side should not miss making wonderful moments with them, showing all the love, care and respect they deserve while they are still alive, while we can still see their smiles. When we can still hug, kiss and touch them,when we can still say “I love you” or thank you in person, as time spent with them is always precious.
We should not wait for the time when they can no longer hear us, when they can no longer feel our touch or everything we want to say is only whispered in the air or the only chance to see them is when they appear in our dreams. We will always treasure and cherish every moment with our family and loved ones.
Everytime I miss my mother I just take a glance, talk and touch her picture hanging on the wall as living memory of her. I always remember my mother in prayer as I deligently continue her legacy and devotion to our Mother Mary. No matter how busy I maybe in a day I will always find time to sit and say the rosary. I can say it is powerful for I know my mother is just a prayer away. Up there she is our guardian angel watching and protecting over the family she loved so much.
Yes, losing a mother is like a home without a lamp, a part of it is dim or gloomy or without sense of life. There is so much emptiness that only a mother’s magical touch and love can fill.
Death is a painful reality no one can escape. It just simply reminds us that life is temporal. We can never fathom the mystery of life, yet death is not the end but the beginning of life eternal. We will just endure the pain and sadness cause of physical separation.
After the church, we visited the grave of my mother just to let her know she is loved and remembered and that she holds a special space and her memories is forever engraved in our hearts.
As we celebrate the 500 years of Christianity in the Philippines. The Chaplaincy to Filipino Migrants organises an on-line talk every Tuesday at 9.00pm. You can join us at:
https://www.Facebook.com/CFM-Gifted-to-give-101039001847033
Lynn Salinas-Batoliño
The Philippines
