Thinking of My Wonderful Mom

My wonderful, beautiful Mom, Molly, passed away  Jan .6,2006. The pain and sadness never goes away—it is just different. One is never prepared for a loss like this. Although when she passed she had been ill for a few months, she always had a smile on her face and was always on the go—cell phone in hand. 🙂

 Her deep blue eyes would look into yours and she would ask, "How are you?" and she always meant it. We were extremely close and I continually miss our daily phone calls and my frequent visits.

She was a woman of class, style, and grace and had a very dry sense of humor. She had a special relationship with everyone she met and as one of her business advisor's once said, "Never underestimate the brilliance of Molly." She also never minced words-her motto was usually, "get to the point!” On the morning of the day she passed, she walked with her nurse to go out for lunch and she put on her lilac champagne lipstick (of which I found 20 tubes around her home and still have a few as mementos) and brushed her hair- and said, "How do I look!?" As you can see from this picture, she looked very good! She was SO beautiful inside and out.

My Mom, like my wonderful father Paul, was my hero. I was so touched by the outpouring of love from all of the people she knew in her life and close friends always have a “Molly story”.

She is now my guardian angel and I know she is with my Dad and they are both making sure to give everyone they meet a smile and a handshake in heaven. That was always my Dad’s advice—‘Give everyone you meet a smile and a handshake’.

If you are lucky enough to still have your parents here on earth, make sure you give them a big hug today. Cherish them.

Every time I hear a bell ring, I know that an angel just received its wings and every time I see a penny on the street–I pick it up and save it–knowing that my parents are looking down with a smile.