Hello Rebel, and welcome back to my life.
Gonna give y’all fair warning right up front. Today’s video is not a happy video. If you’re having a bad day, you probably don’t want to watch it.
So I’m just gonna vamp for a second here to give you time to click or tap away from this video. If you need to see something happy and uplifting, you need to go elsewhere.
Okay, so, if you’re still here, today is March 13th, 2017, and that is the 6th anniversary of the day that my mom passed away.
It is pretty much the worst anniversary ever. Every other annual thing on my calendar is something like a birthday or the anniversary of my marriage. And then there’s this.
So I’ve tried NOT to remark on it at all. I’ve tried just letting the day pass. But, for one reason or another, I can’t.
I made a video about this three years ago, but if you haven’t seen that, my mom passed away way too young after a long, gruelling battle with cancer.
I had a really hard time dealing with it, and I still do.
I made a short film about it at one point, and if you’ve ever read one of my books and seen a character dealing with the death of a loved one, I’m really just talking about me and my mom.
I don’t spent a whole lot of time thinking about my mom except when this anniversary rolls around. But when I do, I remember a lot of different things, some small, some big.
I have a very early memory of seeing her get dressed up for a party. She was always very beautiful, but she did her hair and her makeup and put on this dress, and she was just stunning.
I also very clearly remember when she put together my wedding—and then, shortly afterward, put together the weddings of three of my best friends, whose families were all out of town.
She did most of it while she had cancer, and was extremely weak from chemo. I remember her stumping around and giving directions to people to move this here and move that over there.
I remember things like when she used to take me and my “sort-of-sister” to See’s Candies every Thursday after school. If you don’t know what See’s is, you really owe it to yourself to find out.
It’s, like, the one American chocolate that’s absolutely amazing. Yes, I had some acne in my teenage years, but let me tell you, it was worth it.
She loved chocolate. And she also loved margaritas. Like, a lot.
That is a love I inherited, and I always make a point of it each year on her birthday and today to go and get a margarita in her honor.
Fortunately I found a Mexican restaurant not far from here that has pretty good ones. So yay for that.
She passed away before either of my sons were born. But she did get to meet my daughter, Dawn.
They got a good long while to get to know each other—just over a year. Dawn really loved her. She REALLY loved Dawn.
My mom did so many things to make my life incredible. She kept me connected to my extended family. She taught me compassion and kindness and to look at the world beyond my own personal experience.
Not a single day goes by that I don’t think about her and miss her. God, I wish I could let her know how I’m doing now.
I’ve stuck a link in the description below. It goes to the donation page on the Breast Cancer Research Foundation. If you’ve got anything you can chuck their way, I hope you’ll think about doing so.
My mom was just one of the unconscionable number of people we lose to breast cancer every year. I really look forward to the day when that’s no longer the case.
That’s it for today, Rebel. I know today’s video is a total downer! Sorry about that. I promise to be happier next time.
Thank you so much for watching, and I will see you on Friday. Byyye!