Sunday, August 19, 2012

Remembering the good stuff...

Unless you've experience deep loss yourself, you'll probably not really going to get what I'm saying today. We all grieve differently, this I know. But you can't tell a grieving mother who just lost a child that time will indeed heal her sorrow. And you would probably never in your wildest imagination  think that such a mom could find anything happy or uplifting to say on a lost child's birthday, much less anything funny.  But like I said, time is the great equalizer. Today would have been Jon's 39th birthday and the horrid grief is long gone. I can only think about the good stuff.

For all the frustration and chaos he managed to generate in his short 18 years, the kid made me laugh.
In particularly stupid lapses in judgement, all he would have to do was some ridiculous impersonation or crack a joke and my anger would dissipate. As a child he was a never ending source of imaginative Jon-isms. Do you know any four year old boys who might cover the fence with BBQ starter fluid just because it was fun to squirt it out of the can in big giant swirls?

Me: "Jon...what's that all over the fence? Did you do that?
He: "I don't know. Looks like snake pee to me, Mom".

Yesterday was my wedding anniversary, which, much to Jon's chagrin, always seemed to overshadow his birthdays. My daughter, who is a couple of years older than Jon would be, posted on Face book the other day that her 8 year old son wanted to do something that she and Jon would have done as kids to celebrate his birthday.  I was touched when I read her post, but for the life of me, I couldn't think what she and Jon did together at that age. She told me that much to his dismay, she used to make him play Barbies...and he just wanted to play GI JOE.

I remember that they fought, along with his two brothers, well into their teen years. But mostly I remember the proms, vacations and Christmases.  I think about the funny stories...the kind they tell you 20 years after the fact that you thankfully never knew went on. I remember the day I decided I didn't want to clean his room again, after finding "big girl panties" under the bed - now that was a story that will go down in infamy! Then there was that jumping off the roof thing into the swimming pool. These are the things we remember about our kids...not the squabbles, not the anger or times of trouble. We can easily slip into a tearful moment, even after 20 years, but it's usually followed by a smile or a laugh as another story pops into our minds.

Well Happy birthday Barbies for you!

Love, Mom


  1. Thinking of you today
    I know it can't be easy.

    I am sure that Jon is looking down on you all today with love in his heart and everyday I am sure he is looking after you all.

    Gentle hugs to you


  2. What can a person say? We are thinking about you at this time, time doesn't heal all wounds, but it softens the edges and helps us bear it.

  3. I remember this photo from last year. I think yours was one of the first blogs I decided to follow. A year can pass so quickly. As can twenty. So sorry for your loss.

    1. Glad you follow me, Stephen!! I love your blog too.

  4. What a beautiful post. So sorry for your loss; Jon seems like a truly wonderful young man, in your heart every moment.

  5. What an wonderful tribute. I can't even imagine that loss.

    Marcy is my oldest sister who supplies many pictures for my blog.

    Happy Anniversary.

  6. such a heart-felt post. I don't even know you or Jon and I am crying. What I do know is that my two children (preteens) make me laugh all the time at the silly things they do and say. I often feel like I am living in a sitcom. And like you said, these are the memories that last...not the late-night feedings, the sibling fights, the messy rooms, the scraped knees and elbow, the fibs, the disappointments and worries.....but the vacations, holidays, game nights, and best of all, the everyday conversations around the dinner table. Thanks for sharing this with us.

    1. Thanks Sheila. Life is what you make it, and it sounds like you are making a lot of great memories!!! KIds are a riot, aren't they!!

  7. Oh Laurel. How you must miss him and how he made you laugh. It's a good thing that you are blessed with a golden pen and can tease out all the good memories of Jon to share with all of us. You are a beautiful Mom. xo Susan


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