To Mom with Love
Why I will Not Wear Black
Some may wonder today why I am not wearing black. It is because mom would not have wanted it. Black may be a symbol of death and morning, yet today I do not see it as that. Today, I see color. A sign of Love, Growth, Caring and most of all a Legacy of Love.
To Mom, With Love,
• When I look at mom's garden's all I see is color. Her yellow and orange Tiger Lilly's. The purple pansies, red and yellow rose bushes. Then there are her herb gardens. They are filled with lovage, chives, lavender, and more. Yes, mostly colors. For this I do not wear black.
• The trees around the house are Lilac trees of purple and white. There are Maple trees, which see loved to take pictures of in the fall. When their colors changed. She would send pictures to them to her son, Chuck, to remind him of the colors. The colors she loved and wanted to share with. For this I am not wearing black today.
• There are wild blueberry bushes and wild strawberry plants around the house. They do not have colors of black, of blue and red. Her peonies bloomed in June; a color of light pink. I also remember her going to cut some of these flowers for a bouquet for my wedding pictures with Tim. The florist delivered all the flowers to the church instead of the house. For this I do not wear black.
• Mommy loved to travel. The color of the sea was with not black. It had many colors of blue. She would swim and even on one trip to the Caribbean, waterski. The boat ran out of gas in the middle of her “session”, yet she bobbed in the water as the drivers retuned to shore for more gas. She laughed about it. These were signs of colors of life. For this I will not wear black.
• I cannot describe the beautiful colors in the pictures she took while sailing with daddy. The sounding were of all colors. They surrounded them at different times of the year. Even the osprey's nests were not black. This is another reason why, I will not wear black.
• Mommy and Daddy's trips to Europe were full of wonderful sights. Her journals are filled with words of beautiful things. Of joy and comfort as they explored the countryside. The buildings and surroundings were not black. The gardens were in full bloom. The buildings were of a yellow grey. The old copper fixtures were of a greenish color. Mommy and Daddy stood out in the pictures from the color in the clothing they wore. For this I will not wear black today.
• Mommy and Daddy had an “Adventure at Sea”! “Phyllis”, Dad said, “We need to get ashore, grab your emergency gear!” When she was ready to get into the dingy, what did she have with her? Her Make-up kit! “You don't want me looking like this, do you?” She said! That was mom, always full of color. For this today I will not wear black.
• It is a month since you have crossed over. The colors are still bright and beautiful in your gardens. When I cry, my tears are not black. My Memories of you are full of color and joy. This is my letter of Love to you and how I will always feel close to you. When I think of you Mommy, I will not wear black.
• I LOVE YOU MOMMY,
So sorry to hear of your Mom's passing. Thoughts and prayers will be with you, your brother and Dad and rest of family.
Our deepest sympathy to all on the loss of your Phyllis. So very sorry to hear the news. She was a beautiful, kind and caring lady. God Bless all of you. Neighbors, Rosemary and John Silverberg
Laurie and Chuck, my condolences on the passing of your mom. May she rest now, pain free. May god bless you and your dad during this time.