Into The Light

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Illuminated Flower

Illuminated Flower

About a week ago, we went for a walk through the Sacramento Capitol Park.  There was a large vine with many flowers on it and some giant black bumblebees.  It was an amazing sight.  The flowers appeared to be lit from behind and the bees were so large that they would fly behind the flowers to get to the pollen.  Their approach was ingenious, really.  It made me wonder if the light we all finally move towards is as inviting as these illuminated flowers.  Now, read no further if you don’t want to read something very personal, just simply enjoy the photo.

The reason that I have been pondering questions about the light is that my mother is elderly and ill.  I have been spending every day with her and I have had a lot of time to think.  I have come to appreciate the color of her eyes and I so wanted to write a poem for her to help her through this time of her life.  I was so stuck and frustrated.  I had one stanza written and nothing else would come.  I wanted to share it with her and follow it up with the song I had written for her several months prior.  I’ve always thought that it is better to do something for someone and share it with them, then to write something and never be able to touch a person with the very thing, about that person, that stirred feelings in myself.  It was while the caregiver was massaging her legs that I started again, from scratch, and the words just flowed.  I shared it with her yesterday……

Oceans Blue

Fall season settles in on us
Brightening colors turn from green
You are resting so intently
The fullest rest, I’ve ever seen

Never one to take the time
To make yourself feel good
Your selflessness is something
I never fully understood

My mind has many images
That flow with thoughts of you
Remembering eyes that sparkled
With the oceans deepest blue

Always, you were looking
For ways to help another
Taking on the world a bit
Embracing, as a mother

All you were will fill me
My mind will sing, your Irish songs
And I will feel your presence
As your memory carries on

Now I can let you go away,
To that place you’ve longed to be
For in my heart I surely know
Heaven will fill your soul, with glee

For my mother, Nancy Lewis
10/22/2014
Written by: Bonnie DiMichele

Mom loved the poem and piano piece, Autumn Hues, that I had video of on my iPhone.  When I have more time, I will share that with you also.  It wasn’t until recently that I thought about seeing my mother’s eyes, but they are the deep blue of the Monterey Bay.  I am so happy to see them each day.  She asked for blue flowers and I thought flowers didn’t come in blue, but these flowers I had photographed are called…..

Blue Dawn Flower Morning Glory

Blue Dawn Flower Morning Glory

It is quite simple for me, not this time of life, but the tiny thought that, I think that care and concern for others is so very important.  The caregivers for my mother are angels and I can only hope that they will have angels of their own someday.  My mother and I are thankful for them all.  Even when times are tough, remember to be caring.

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9 thoughts on “Into The Light

  1. I was so stuck and then I started over and that first stanza became the third and the second stanza was inspired by Victoria massaging Mom’s feet and legs. It was a memorable moment, as many of them have been.

  2. Jim Gray

    Dear Bonnie: What a beautiful post for your mom. The thoughtfulness of the caregivers,,, The selfless and generous mother who gave so much. The light, the flowers,…

    Clearly this Post and Poem was special for your mom and you… But it also brought back loving memories for me about the life and death of my mom.

    Thinking of you and your mom and wishing you the best.

    • Thank you for your kind words. The poem is one of the last things that I read to her. My Aunt had me sing Happy Birthday to her, as it was her 88th birthday that day. She passed peacefully right after I sang it for her. She’s always wanted to go to heaven.

      • Jim Gray

        Dear Bonnie:

        Thinking of you. I know that your mom passed away earlier this week and that you were with her. I am sure that was great for your Mom and I know that you would not have wanted it any other way.

        I hope that you will continue to always have fond memories of all that you received from your mother and the special bond between mother and daughter. It is never easy!

        With warmest regards. You and your mom are in my thoughts and prayers.

  3. Suzanne

    Dear Bonnie,
    I am so glad you can be there for your mom at this time as well as in the past. There is something so special about sharing the last weeks, days and hours with someone you love and there is a special bond with our mothers. I am glad this time sounds peaceful and spiritual, I wish I was there to share some time at Paramount with you and John. I love the thoughts in your lovely poem and that you spend time with your mom sharing your love and God’s love found in the Bible. You are such a blessing to her and I am happy you have the support of your wonderful husband to stand by you and your children. And I am so glad that Victoria is there and able to give your Mother her loving care. Please give her a hug for me. I will call often, let me know if there is anything I can do.

    • Thank you Suzanne. Victoria is an angel. I couldn’t have done it without her. We are all so blessed to have found her. Thank you for your support too. It means more to me then you’ll ever know. Be talking with you soon.

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