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A Tiny Glimpse

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I met this woman the other week who reminded me so much of my mother that I was barely out the door of her house before I was sobbing.

It’s funny how used to a thing you can get. How used to not having someone in your life you can get. And then you have a tiny glimpse, a little reminder, and everything cracks open.

4 Comments

  1. I completely understand. Last year I interviewed someone (for an article assignment) who was not only the spitting image of my late father but had similar mannerisms/body language. I was crying after too. But it’s joyful too, right?

    Comment by Kristine Hansen on February 5, 2013 at 2:38 pm

  2. I see photos of my mother in law when she was in her 20′s & 30′s and she looks so similar to your mother. Both beautiful ladies x

    Comment by Bel on February 6, 2013 at 3:07 pm

  3. Oh, I know what you mean. Last summer, I ran into one of my grandmother’s best friends. After I finished exchanging niceties, I looked passed her, completely expecting to see my grandmother standing behind her friend. It was the most disorienting second in which I remembered that she’s been gone for nearly five years now. Those tiny glimpses are almost magical, but are promptly followed by horrible heartbreak.

    Comment by Ada on February 17, 2013 at 1:23 pm

  4. I lost my mother October 2011. I still feel those cracks are barely sealed and they come undone at the slightest touch. I just had my second child six months ago (2 girls, older one is 3) and being a mother to daughters after losing your own is the HARDEST thing I’ve ever done. No one tells you that when you, as a daughter, lose your mother, it leaves a gaping hole in the way you mother your own daughters. Or maybe it makes the holes easier to see? I don’t know. Either way, reading your blog, I feel comforted that I’m not alone in how I feel. I miss my mother, achingly so, every day. One day at a time. Our parents lost their parents. And now I understand how my mother talked about missing her mother 25 years after her passing. It never leaves you. Thank you for articulating what I haven’t been able to!

    Comment by Jasmine on February 26, 2013 at 8:07 am

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