Cypress Tree, Carmel, California
Painting by Fran Estacio
Thank God for the ability to hold on to our memories. How shallow our lives would be if we were not able to. Our memories allow us to relive sweet moments that made us who we are today, and sooner or later, we realize that each one is a stone along our personal footpath.
And so it is, that I sit and ponder my mother, my father, my sister, all gone now, except for the memories. My gosh, the sorrow cuts deep, but soon, a smile crosses my face as a memory finds its way back into my heart and takes me to another time.
Our trips to the coast of California were the best! The smell of Sea & Ski sun tan lotion can actually transport me into an immediate good mood! As I look at this picture of myself, special hair-do and all, I can feel the cool, hard-packed sand beneath my feet and remember the excitement as I prepare to run into the salty surf for the 1,000th time, simultaneously screaming and giggling in complete delight all the way!
Ha! There’s my baby sister, Peg. What a goofball. No shirt on, as usual, digging a giant hole in the sand. Come on, Peg, play with me! Please?! Oh fine. Be that way. Come on! Pleeeeeease? Come into the water with me!
Oh, there’s Dad! Kneeling down in the sand, with his old Brownie camera – easily as big as a lunch box, but man, it takes great pictures. He’s looking down into the viewfinder, laughing. His head pops up and looks at me. He’s got one arm up in the air, signaling me to stand still!
There’s Mom! She’s placing our picnic lunch out on the red and green plaid table cloth that she made! Yes! Velveeta cheese sandwiches! Hostess cupcakes!! I see them hidden under a napkin! Yahoo! Mom looks so pretty. I love Mom’s bright red lipstick and the way she’s smiling at Dad. She’s so happy.
OK. Last chance, Peg. Please play with me?
As long as I have these moments of recollection, I will be OK. Thank you God, for allowing me to remember with such clarity something that happened so long ago, yet in remembering, it is as if it were yesterday and I am a child once again!
Happy Mother’s Day Mom.
I miss you so much.