My Bubby had a willful energetic spirit & wit that stopped you in your tracks. Every time I visited Montréal, which was a lot more frequent before the Covid yrs., all I had to do was make a phone call from the Cavendish Cote St.Luc shopping mall and I was always welcomed with open arms, laughter & warm hugs to my Bubby Mollys bright pink apartment on Silverson, where we’d sit just the two of us and talked for hours on end, It was one of the highlights of my summer trips to Montréal, that go as far back as a pay phone call to a cell phone. It’s this that has me smile through ongoing salted cold tears that continue to roll down my cheeks. Just incredible precious stories that I find myself sharing with my girls these days, not to mention the surprise in my daughter Rebecca’s face when we both took a closer look at the baby blanket Bubby knitted for her, now 22 years ago with the difficult pattern that she made look so easy when she tried to tell me about it in person. ![]() I’m hoping that they are all getting some much needed rest, but how could they? Yes, one can know that death is near especially for the fact that my Bubby was just existing, and not living, but when the time comes, the finality of it is a different story bringing with it an onset of unexpected raw emotions. I know that right down to the core of our heart & soul, I’m thankful to know & understand the love that my mother & her sisters have for their mother, Bubby Molly, because I am grateful to have the same in my own life. The thought of the raw painful emotion my own mother is feeling at this moment, is what is occupying my mind: now presently 4:30 a.m., my time. I thank g-d that I can’t say I understand all that my parents endured earlier yesterday morning, but I CAN say that I know and understand the close intense deep love my mother had (still has) for her mother,, as I have the same with my own. THAT is the sweet face that I will keep in my heart forever. ![]() I look at my Bubby Mollys warm kind eyes in her obituary picture, and I still cannot believe that my last living grandparent, is no longer here with me-with us. Yesterday, was surely the longest day they will ever know. San Diego time, and obviously I cannot sleep.I’m thinking of my own parents, Faigy & Arthur Moses, who lost a mother & mother-in-law.
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