My mother loved the color purple. She would buy clothing with purple in them. She especially loved flowers with purple intermingled in colorful arrays.
My mom’s birthday (April 16) and Mother’s Day were always about one month apart. Usually for one of the special days I would send flowers. Being overseas, the best thing to do was search online. So, I would go to several of the larger florists online and look for some arrangement with purple flowers. (side note: I have done this numerous times, that I received several email reminders this week to buy flowers for Mother’s Day).
Recently, a friend wrote me that the “firsts” will be difficult. The first Christmas, Thanksgiving, birthday, Mother’s Day. I was in Kyiv on my mother’s birthday. Now, I am back in Karaganda, and with the email reminders, and talking with my sisters, I have had lots of time to reflect on my mom.
It has been tough for certain. I didn’t think it would be this hard, but it has been. I miss calling my mom. I miss buying flowers for her. I just miss her.