Dear Mom

I have written Mom a weekly letter since our move to Saskatoon in 1988. An almost 30 year old habit is hard to break, so I have continued to write to Mom since her death on September 6, 2017.

These letters are my thoughts about life, loss, missing Mom and moving on since her death. And a little bit about rabbits too.

The last seasons I spent with Mom were interspersed with small but joyful moments when her friendly, neighborhood rabbits came to call. I think they enjoyed watching her as much as she (we) enjoyed them. I'll never spot a rabbit without thinking of Mom. So many things bring Mom to my mind.

So I will continue to write to Mom. My promise to her was this:

I found it among all the cards, letters and gifts she saved throughout her life time. The gifts I gave to Mom have found their way back home to me. Those gifts that I thought were so tacky at the time? They aren't half bad. I'm glad I gave from my heart more often than I gave from my bank account. It is the little things that mean so much in the end.

Here are my "Dear Mom" letters in sequential order:

September 10, 2017

September 18, 2017

September 24, 2017

October 2, 2017

October 9, 2017

October 15, 2017

October 23, 2017

October 30, 2017

Nov 7 - 10, 2017

November 13, 2017

November 18, 2017

Jack?

November 20, 2017

November 27, 2017

December 31, 2017