About 20 years ago I remember showing up at my mom’s place to give her her Christmas present early. She was going on vacation with my sister and her family over the holidays – I seem to recall Barbados.
When I arrived she commented about it being good timing – she has just finished up her update on the detailed list of who was getting what in her will. I admit this made me uncomfortable. I had lost my father only a few years prior. I explained that I was not planning on being “there” when it all came down – I did not wish to be part of the kerfuffle. I suggested that anything I had given her could be given back if that worked for her…and if she wanted to leave something personal – one specific thing she would like me to have – I would be grateful. She offered me her wedding rings. She brought them down for me to see as I had never set eyes on them before…she wore her mom’s rings as hers no longer fit. She commented that the one was engraved all the way around it…so sizing upwards was not an option. Amazingly they fit me. As the youngest of 7 kids and the 5th daughter, I was grateful immediately – she gave them to me that evening.
My mom died recently. I’ve run across a lot of pictures of her during my sort. I’ve also run across things she gave me over the years. What I realized today, it’s not about all those “things”…I have the best legacy my mom could leave me with. My mom loved me. Sometimes she did not care for my choices but I know she loved me. The memories of our interesting conversations over the years (I was occasionally more direct about certain things with my mom than I believe my siblings were able to be) has been a source of entertainment each time I think of one.
It’s the memories which are so very portable. There are no limitation in the number we can have. There are no weight restrictions. They don’t take up any room in the luggage. I am still grateful this many years later. I also acknowledge I am blessed. Thanks Mom!