I kind of forgot that Mothers day was just around the corner … but during a recent visit to the grocery store I saw the greeting card section and all the cards out on display.
I knew this was coming … and I’m not the first to experience it … but this is going to a particularly hard mothers day.
I imagine no mothers day in the future will be particularly easy.
Pretty soon we will be having a memorial to dedicate mom’s headstone. Not especially looking forward to that either.
Truth be told … I’ve only visited the grave site once since the funeral. I don’t need to. My memories of my mom are sharp and clear.
She was my mom … she also my friend.
I will always miss her dearly.
This post could also be titled: Why Carl Kasell is the greatest guy in the world!
If it hadn’t been for my mom’s passing last week, this Sunday would be my parents 50th wedding anniversary.
My brother Mitch, the really creative one in the family, pulled out all the stops. He got a letter from Senator Dick Durbin, a card from Barack & Michell Obama, and to top it all off … he arranged to have Carl Kasell to record a special greeting for the event.
The original plan was to do a “Wait, Wait, Don’t Tell Me” (WWDTM) format game during the anniversary party (which had been scaled back from a big even to a much smaller affair, for obvious reasons) … and Mitch thought that the only thing missing was Carl Kasell’s intro. So he sent an email to the producers of WWDTM, explained the situation and asked if it would be possible to get Carl to record a message, and they agreed.
For those of you who don’t follow me on Facebook, I’m sad to announce that my mother, Leah Gibbs, passed away last week after a long battle with cancer.
It was a long time coming and we were (more or less) prepared. None the less, it was very hard.
The funeral was held last Thursday and, despite bad weather, there were a tremendous number of people in attendance … they even had to open up the partition in the synagogue to accommodate the number of people. It was a heart warming testament to the number of people who’s lives intersected with my moms.
Although I wasn’t sure I would be able to do it, I did speak at the funeral service … here’s what I said: