Fifty-three years ago today, Bernard & Leona Davidson gave birth to Marsha Hermione Davidson, my mother. I know exactly what I would give her, a big hug. I wish I had made more of an effort to hug my mom more. I wish had spent every year with my mom on her birthday.
The more your mind matures, the more you take for granted the things around you, things you depend on (both consciously & subconsciously), things you always think will be there. And because of that, you tend to forget to show your appreciation for the things that deserve the most appreciation.
About 2 years ago when my mom was diagnosed with Leukemia, in a blink of an eye I realized how little appreciation I showed her and began expressing myself and my feelings, especially to her but also in other areas in my life. She took care of me, supported me, and most importantly, she loved me completely and accepted me without ever having to think about it. She did that my entire life (more than half of her own life), and I’m forever indebted to her for that. The last year of her life is when she needed me the most. I did my best to support her and show her my love and appreciation. I know it helped her a lot, but I wish I would have given her more.
If I could be with her now, I’d give up everything to do so, just to hug her and tell her I love her one last time.
Miss & love you mom…