It's pretty sad and implied that Mother's Day is one of the three days of the year that rank low on the happiness scale, although as with any day, you just have to stand up and dust yourself off.First a little background. My mum passed away on June 16, 2006 from a brain tumor. Enough on that, it's not exactly something I want to continually dwell on.
For the last four years there has been at least one incident of "Hey, what are you getting your Mum for Mother's... oh, right.", followed by an awkward silence. Now whoever said the aforementioned sentence is probably feeling guilty for saying that, and chances are it'll have no effect anyway, since I'm depressed about something around 60% of the time. And in a slightly poetic manner, there'll always be a little void somewhere.
Not to say that I'm over my mum ever existing, because that's the last thing I want anyone to think; but in my life there's always been a motherly figure, be it my dad, his grilfriend, a friend of the family, or anyone that my mum's natural kindness has rubbed off onto, so I'm not missing her, since (again, in a poetic sense) I see her wherever I go.
And to anyone that didn't know about this: please don't think I'm some hopeless depressed guy that can't stop living life as if he was continually 13. On a normal day I lead a slightly-above-average life, as any other blog post could tell you. It would just be nice not to have to explain the more sensitive aspects of my life again, in fact I'm already going to have to call this post quits now.
The Weekend Watch
As well as keeping on a mellow note, here's an early cyber birthday present for you, Jennie. Currently #2 on my all-time iTunes playlist.
2 comments:
Hey Louis - I know what you mean a little here that I feel sad every Father's Day especially as I often come across the card I made him for Father's day just before he died and never got to give to him. I don't find it awkward explaining that though - it is just a part of me just as he will always be. And - as you say - you can find aspects of your mum in other people, most of all you though. She will always be with you. Special days are always hard though but at least they are not every day - and the missing kind of it - even in my case now ten years after my father died. It was good to have spent my Mother's Day with all of you.
Hey - you can't give me Owl City as a birthday present.... you already gave it to me:-)
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