Bittersweet

Bittersweet…that has been the best word to describe Mother’s Day, for me, since 1999 and again in 2007.  A double edged sword that tears at my heart. Mother’s Day was double special for my Mom and I as I was born on Mother’s Day. Although it doesn’t fall specifically each year, it doesn’t lessen the pain. When it does fall on this particular weekend, let alone the day itself, these are the hardest. Memories won’t be dammed. They flood in both tidal waves and trickling springs. Then, in 2007, we lost my mother-in-law to cancer. She wasn’t just my husband’s mother, but mine as well. She referred often that I was the daughter she had always hoped and never thought she’d ever have. As she was woman of few words, I was deeply honored and knew I was blessed.
Blessings can arrive when you least expect them, and NEVER the way or when you want them, yet those are the ones that are the most special and. are most often the ones that we are ignorant of and turn away from.

My stepmom, Linda, is just such a blessing to me. She didn’t run on meeting two adult, grieving, defensive daughters who were anything but polite in the beginning. Although, at times, I’m sure she wishes she had. O:-)  

So, again, bittersweet is the word as I wish the best stepmom a girl could have a Happy Mother’s Day. Thank you for everything you do and put up with. I love you! ♡♥♡♥♡♥

In remembrance of Judith A. Dizmon-Amerson (1947-1999)
     A 30+ year  (Antithrombin III) survivor who showed me every day in normal, everyday life what a true survivor looks like. She is strong when  weak. She is courage when terrified. She is confidence when unsteady.

She is a SURVIVOR!!!

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