Mother's day poem

My mother, Carol, died of ovarian cancer in August 2002. She was 69 years old. That year after her death was the one and only time that poems came pouring out of me. Below is one that I wrote on that first mother’s day following her death.

Happy mother’s day to all you mommies out there – it is the hardest job ever!

Mother’s Day Wisdom

Don’t worry so much

Appreciate what you have, even if it’s not perfect

Try not to think so much about everything

Laugh

Watch baseball

Life goes by quickly

Savor it

When you’re feeling blue

Get a manicure

Or go to the gym

You’ll feel better

It’s not always possible to live life fully

But when you can remember to, try it

If a cop pulls you over for speeding, cry

It might work

Drink only as much as you need to

get a little tipsy

Take your vitamins

Bring a sweater

Enjoy the little things

Even the pricey ones -

The Bloomies ones

But remember,

In the end

It’s our relationships

And who we are,

And how we treat each other,

That matters most.

So be good to each other

And have a good life

I did.

Love,

Mom