August 27th
By John W. Vander Velden
There are those dates
that, for whatever reason, are etched into our soul. The month of August has
two of those days. Today is one of them.
So in the crazy busyness
of today I take a moment to remember.
Remembering is a good thing…usually.
It honors those who touched our lives but have moved on to better
things. But darkness’ shadow passes over
me today once again. Just a few minutes…just
a few. It is all I will allow
myself. I am surrounded by sunshine and
will not dwell long within the shadow. I
push myself to happier memories…effort needed…effort worthwhile. I allow the shadow to pass over me like the
shade of a summer’s cloud. I have seen
it come…I know it will pass…and I remember…wounded once again but not weakened…much.
Mom would have been the
last person on earth to admit that she lived an amazing life. It was not like her to notice…she had things
to do. She didn’t notice things like
that. She noticed the dust that had
dared to settle in her living room. She
noticed the weeds that invaded her garden.
She noticed the sniffles of her children…even when they were full
grown. She never noticed how old she had
become…never…well almost never.
So I celebrate the life
of Nel Vander Velden…and I remember. And
all of you that knew her she was just mom…and that was enough...
8-27-2016
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