Birthday Tribute to Mom:Â Today, August 2, marks a special day of remembrance and celebration. It’s the day we honor the legacy of love and the enduring memory of a cherished mother. My Mother’s Birthday Tribute is about coping with loss and embracing the beautiful birthday traditions that keep her spirit alive. From the yellow roses that symbolize her grace to our emotional healing journey, each moment is a step toward remembering Mom in the most heartfelt way. As we navigate the grieving process, we find strength in celebrating loved ones and holding onto the precious memories that define our bond. This is more than a tribute; it’s a testament to my unbreakable connection with my mother.
In this birthday tribute to Mom, I find solace and connection in the little things that remind me of her. Each year, as I navigate through the waves of emotion that her birthday brings, I am reminded of the countless lessons she taught me. Her wisdom, often shared in simple, everyday moments, continues to guide me. Whether in the kitchen where we shared myriad laughs or in the garden where her love for yellow roses bloomed, every corner of my life still echoes with her presence. This journey of remembering Mom is not just about the loss; it’s a celebration of the love and values she instilled in me. It’s a testament to her enduring influence on my life and the lives of those she touched.
I have continued a few of my “celebrate-moms-birthday” traditions. I take her a card and put it on the front of her tomb. And, I buy her a birthday floral bouquet that includes yellow roses, her favorite flower. I have such wonderful florist friends that the moment I tell them the arrangement is for Mom, they go out of their way to make it extra special. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not because of me; it’s because of Mom. She sprinkled glitter wherever she would go and had a way of helping people realize that they were special. Oh, that glitter still brings smiles to workers in flower shops, beauty salons, retail stores, grocery stores, doctors’ offices, hospital floors…wherever she was known, her memory lives on. I only hope I sprinkle glitter along my pathways!
As long as I love, you will live.
As long as I live, you will be remembered.
As long as I love, you will be loved.Happy Birthday, Mama!