On the night my mother died, it snowed.
I got the call, and drove through the flake-laden darkness
to her hospice room for the final time. Death had wiped away all signs of
stress, my mom looked peaceful and at least ten years younger. I sat with her
body for a bit, eventually moved to gather the flowers and cards and the
blanket that had been knitted just for her. I paused at the door for one last
look. And then the coroner came to take her away.
The rest of the evening passed in a vague blur. Mom had finalized
most of the arrangements, so it was just a matter of setting everything in
motion. Afterwards, I nibbled on pizza, (is it strange that I can still recall
this, almost six years on?), and then dropped into bed.
Morning came with a rush of remembrance. Grief, the
shadow-ghost that had been lingering ever since my father passed a little over
a year before, invaded my world yet again. I brewed some tea, a small, warm
comfort, and settled in to check my e-mail. An update from Tuscan artist Daniel Martin Diaz, whose newsletters are infrequent and random, was tucked among the
condolences. He was announcing a new work of art that, like many of his
paintings, contained both text and image. This particular piece was of a
stylized sugar skull, along with the Latin phrase, “Etiam in morte, perdurat
amor.”
My tea cooled as I stared at the screen, incredulous as I
translated the words. Tears came as I plugged them into the computer, just to
make sure my translation was right. Sure enough, the words swimming before my
eyes less than a dozen hours after my mother died, read…
Even in death, love
prevails.
I thought about ordering a print of that work, or maybe a
t-shirt, but time went on and I lost my window of opportunity. The sentiment,
though, and it’s spectacular timing, stayed with me. This year, I decided to
make my own sugar skull design, just in time to honor the day of the dead. It
is dedicated to those that we hold near and dear in our hearts.
Beautiful story and design. Blessings on this day of rememberance.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Valerianna ~ Blessings back to you and Pasha!
DeleteAnd that one phrase says it all.
ReplyDeleteI SO wish that those last hours of that last day would fade for you; I wish the same for myself constantly. Hugs and love to you, my friend.
I still think I may have to get that phrase as a tattoo some day. Love you muchly!
DeleteBeautiful design, lovely sentiment. Nicely done. Love to you!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Lizziebelle! xoxo
DeleteIt seems the universe so often gives us things just at the very moment of needing. A beautiful dedication, sending hugs x x Ruthie
ReplyDeleteAnd I am so grateful for those gifts! Hugs back at ya...
DeleteSuch a beautiful, moving post, Donna.
ReplyDeleteIt is amazing how sometimes, as Ruthie said, the universe gives us just what we need.
Your design is strong and delicate and complex. A wonderful weaving of the complex emotions of grief and remembering.
(I'm sorry I missed this on the day it was posted. I hadn't been checking in on any blogs since the end of October.)
Warmest thoughts and wishes to you.
Thanks for the comment, Lynn! It's always good to see you popping in with your thoughts :~)
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