A Day for Mothers

Here is a relevant entry from my mom's journal:

April 11, 1982

I can't write too much at this point about the death of my mother 6 days ago, it is still too new -- too painful. You will only ever have one mother or father, nobody can ever love you or accept you as fully again, believe me. Mothers & fathers love you simply because you are you -- not for your looks or abilities or personality or money or the thousand & one other reasons people will love, but just because they (your parents) love & accept you exactly as you are. My mother too loved me as I was, she saw little fault in me and was so proud of me even when I didn't do anything much to be proud of -- her heart and her purse were always open to me -- nobody else ever will. We are a tight knit little family, my heart is divided 3 ways -- my mother, my husband, my daughter, each one precious in their own way, all in order of how I knew them. There can be no measuring of love, there is always more where that came from -- a bottomless pit of love -- because she is no longer alive I do not stop loving her, that part doesn't die, her spirit doesn't die and she cannot die altogether as long as WE live, for I am part of her body as you are part of mine so thru you & I, my mother still lives -- a direct link. I must complete her part in the family bible -- that will be yours someday for your daughters, still another link -- see, Grandma cannot completely die, we are here as part of her.