She always knew what to tell me
Sometimes, I would write things down that my mom would say to me… little pieces of advice, or values she’d try to instill in me..
Some things she’d say over and over like:
“Nothing is more important than kindness”
or “You didn’t earn that, it’s by the grace of God you are that way” which evolved into the Hebrew I have tattooed on my right foot “By the grace of God I have been blessed”.. A reminder to myself to stay grateful for the things I didn’t earn, and to give praise always to the one who matters.
The last thing that I ever wrote down that she said to me, was almost exactly a week before she died… and potentially one of the most important and profound things she’s ever tried to teach me.. in a way that only she could have said it, and if you knew her, you know that it sounds exactly like her. I still have a hard time imagining spending the rest of my life without her audible voice guiding me.
“God builds the struggles in for a reason. It’s the journey. A very beautiful part of the journey. Which can only be seen in hind sight. In the midst of it it just seems Fucked up.” - my captivatingly wise mother
