Welcome to our family cabin, A GRAND VIEW FROM ABOVE!
As you know, every family has a story. Here’s the short version of ours.
Our family was blessed to have the best mother in the world. Everything she did revolved around her two sons and the family – our families. But, as in all families, there’s a division that lingers longer than necessary. With the son’s, it lasted for many years – wasted years. Neither could really tell you the reason. The only time we talked was when we were gathered around our mother’s table for one of her southern meals or at gatherings around the holidays. Our mother was the pillar of health, working from sunrise to sunset in her beloved yard, only to take a break for a Diet Pepsi or crackers or her soap opera. That is, unless family visited. Then all else stopped while she fed you.
At 84 years old, mom went for a common eye surgery to remove cataracts. She left blind in one eye. Our mom went from this independent, fierce woman to needing someone to care for her. She came to stay with the younger son and family. What started as a quick stay turned into 5 years when she died at 89 years old. Remember those stubborn son’s? Our mother’s wish for many years was for her boys to get along. One, a veteran police officer and the other, a television news executive, thought mom would outlive them and our stubbornness thrived.
Not a day passed when our mom didn’t make a plea for us to make amends. Unfortunately, neither son realized that until it was almost too late. In our mom’s last days, sons, wives, grandkids and great grandkids were with her constantly. We shared meals, laughed, cried and reminisced about our lives growing up. For her last months, her wish came true. We knew we had to honor her for all she had done for us.