Awhile ago I blogged about a parenting expert who made me a little cranky because he said...
Remember REDUNDANCY is your aim as a parent!
I happened to see him on TV this week also, he was still saying the same thing, and I still felt the same way.
However this time, I was hearing his words from a different perspective.
Not as a mother,
but as a daughter.
This week my mum had a heart attack.
It was severe. The doctor said on a scale from 1 to 10, it was a 9.
He also said that most women do not survive heart attacks that severe.
To say that my family is shocked is an understatement.
To say that we are incredibly lucky she is still with us is an even greater understatement.
I finally got to see her today and for the two hour drive there I didn't want to talk. Just the thought of her brought tears to my eyes. I didn't want to cry when I saw her. I wanted to tell her that I loved her and I was so very thankful that she was alive and will be well soon.
I didn't cry. I did give her a kiss. But I didn't tell her I loved her or how heart wrenchingly thankful I was that I was seeing her, living and breathing, and looking just like she has always looked to me. My mum, whom I do not ever want to be without.
We've never been a demonstrative family. I don't remember mum telling me that she loves me. But I know she does. I've always known it, and that feeling means so much more than words.
I may not have lived at home for 23 years.
I may not talk to her every day.
I may not ask her for help very often.
I may be 41 with two children and living too far away.
But I still need my mum.
Mum, you will never be redundant.
You are so precious to me.
God gave us an angel, and I thank Him so much for letting us keep you for a bit longer yet.