DEAR MOM

From Me to You

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My mother died unexpectedly on December 5, 1990. There were no good-byes. Life changed immediately. My mother had impacted my life like no one else, shaping me and molding me as I grew from a child into an adult. Suddenly, my soul was shattered. The hardest part for me was having no closure.

Nine years later I finally found a way to say good-bye. I began writing letters to my mom that allowed me to ask questions and find the answers I needed. I was finally able to celebrate her life, rather than mourn her death. The letters became a journey of memories that healed and restored me. I hope that by writing this book, I can help others find the comfort that I now have through the enduring love of my mother.

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"I too am a "Grey's Anatomy" fan and simply bawled my head off as I watched the mother pass away. I consider each tear a celebration of our mother-daughter relationship though. It wouldn't have that effect if we didn't care and love so deeply. I've learned to take those tears as they come, and having suffered other deep losses in my life I know those tears will come for a very long time. I keep recommending your book to all of my friends (young and old) who have felt the same loss. It is truly a journey. I still hope to meet you some day."

"This is beautiful Dee Dee! Just what I needed….."

"Thank you, your email led me down a trail of memories."

"I nearly got thru your entire newsletter without crying........nearly. The tough spot for me was when you talked about 'not being able to call her anymore.' That realization hit me hard many times over the Christmas & New Year's holidays. It was such an automatic habit......make a call to say 'Hi, Dad; I love you.'. But I can no longer do that & it hurts terribly. I haven't taken my dad's phone number out of my cell phone book........it's too final. It has been 3 months since his death, but I still can't bring myself to delete it.

"My mom's hot dish was called 'the Spam dish.' Basically. it was macaroni and cheese with little cubes of spam cut up in it, bread crumbs on top, baked in the oven. No ... it had a custard consistency, so there must have been eggs, too. I must look up the recipe and make it again ... not all that healthy ... but it will bring Mom back a little. I guess I'd forgotten how many memories are connected with food. Everyone should assemble their own families' cook-book, and include the memory attached to it. Thanks again for your work."

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