My adult brain was only about half-baked when she left. To be honest, most of the time it feels only about half-baked now. If I was any good at math I could probably calculate the true fraction of understanding I had of the world when the person I relied upon for almost every answer was cruelly and without warning ripped from my life, but I’m not, so I’ll just round up and say “one tenth of not much”.
It wasn’t until she was gone that I realized how much she had taught me in our short time together. Even though I can’t pick up the phone and call her anymore, which makes my heart twist like spounge any time I think about it, I still talk to her and she still reminds me that there are a few equations that solve almost all of life’s problems.
- People are always more important than things so give whatever you can
- Smiling and laughing, even if you don’t feel like it, cures a bad mood
- You can never earn more time so spend it like you know that
The detailed memories of our time together may fade with each year removed, but every Mother’s Day they burn brightly again and take up their rightful place in my over occupied mind. Mom even calls me sometimes, like she did today, and gives another important lesson-
Always show your work