That title is so sad for me to write. Here we are on this crazy journey, my sister and I, trying to get a new business up and running and we are missing our mom like mad. My mom was my best friend and three months ago she passed away and went to be with her Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, in Heaven. My mom was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s Disease in August 2009 and she would pass away two years later.
Our mom was our biggest cheerleader and she believed in us so much. She would have loved the shop and I know she would have been right in the middle of things. My mom had such great style. She showed her love through keeping an immaculate, stylish home. She loved to iron and so every napkin, table-cloth, and piece of clothing was ironed and starched. (Me, not so much) She said that a woman was the heart of a home and made it come alive.
I have worked so hard over the years to create beautiful surroundings in my home to show my husband and my sons how much I love them. I know they think I am crazy sometimes with all the decorating, but I always want them to think of home as their place for a soft landing. That is what my mom was. When I have crappy days, my first impulse is to call her. When I have great days, my first impulse is to call her. When I had the flour sacks turned into pillows, my first thought was “Oh these are so great, I can’t wait to show mom.”
I have tried so hard to throw myself into the busyness of getting the shop going, I think to probably avoid coming to terms with how much I miss her. My mom lost her dad to cancer when she was only eleven and she grieved that loss deeply her whole life. I was so fortunate have both my parents well into adulthood, but I don’t know if that makes it easier or harder. I spent more time in the same cities with my mother than any of my siblings, but I still feel like I didn’t get enough. And all the times I was too busy with life, to go spend time with her, I want it all back.
I want to share every wonderful thing that my sister and I are doing with her. She is my inspiration. She taught me so many things; integrity, faith, dignity and grace. She wasn’t one to wallow in self-pity and she didn’t let me get away with it either. She would say “Lisa, dry your tears and get on with it.” Or if I was really distraught over something, she would quote the scripture and say “Be Still, and Know that I am God”. Being still is the single most difficult thing in the world for me. I am in constant motion. My mom knew that about me and so she would give me that scripture over and over.
I don’t know if I will ever get over missing her, right now the hurt is so fresh and raw. But I do know that she would have been so proud of us. I hope and pray that everything we do in business and as people honors the way she brought us up. I love you and miss you so much Mom!