Thursday, March 18, 2021

When There Are No New Memories

 We can only look back in time now. The old photos tell all the stories. I've been looking at them and remembering my mother, gone for three years now. For some reason I keep coming back to these two. 


My mom with my twin brother and my sister on the deck at Roger's old family beach house in Capitola. She so loved visiting with us there. I hold these images in my heart. My mom and the view she loved. This is how we remember her, loving this view, watching the dolphins and whales. 

The yahrzeit candle is burning.

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  1. I’m so glad you have wonderful memories to hold on to. Hugs Robin.

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  2. I can see why she loved that view so much.

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  3. As we all look out at the horizon with you and Roger and your mother and your siblings, I'm reminded of this song:

    "... Beyond the horizon, in the springtime or fall / Love waits forever for one and for all ..."

    From the early 1970s until my mother's death in 1994, my parents lived on the bluffs in Gualala in a home with a small redwood deck that looked out to the horizon. Seeing your mother and your siblings on the deck of Roger's family's beach house brought tears to my eyes. Yesterday was the day my father died in 2003. He sold that house soon after Mom died.

    On this early morning I am seeing the joy in the faces of your mother and father in their wedding photo. Loving and being loved through the years of their lives and beyond.

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    1. am-- I have been so surprised by how many people have lost their parents in the month of March.
      I don't know the song with those beautiful lyrics. I'm going to google around and find out.

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  4. What wonderful memories, thanks for sharing about your love for your mother.

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    1. Barbara-- I love remembering my parents here in this crazy internet world. I think their presence will be here long after I'm gone.

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  5. I have a photo of my parents on the beach in Boca Grande, Florida, which they loved to visit every year. My Mom always said, "if heaven isn't like Boca, I'm not going!" So I always call the photo, "Mom and Dad in heaven"! Thanks for sharing sweet memories, Robin Andrea!

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    1. EllenD-- I love this story you shared of your parents and you mom's love of Boca Grande. Makes me think if my parents are in a heaven somewhere, they're dancing across the skies of the universe.

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  6. Nice memory of your Mom. It sounds like she was very active and in the game making lots of new memories for you.

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  7. Wonderful memories and how fortunate you have pictures to frame those memories.

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    1. Patti-- I love looking at the old photos and remembering all the love, and even all the chaos!

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  8. Beautiful photos. I can understand why you favor them. Thanks for sharing them here.

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    1. Ally-- I'm so glad you liked these photos. Roger's family sold the beach house back in 2019, so it really is quite a heart-tugging memory.

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  9. I've never heard that before 'no new memories' - but it is spot on. The pain of loss dulls but it never goes away.

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    1. Dr Michelle-- I came up with "no new memories" when I went looking for images of my mom. I realized there will never be any new ones. It's so true about the pain of loss.

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  10. A sad time, Robin. My condolences.

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    1. Catalyst-- March is hard month for my family.

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  11. those are great memory photos. I was not close to either of my parents and they've both been gone for many years. I'm always vaguely jealous of people who did and who miss their parents. I not only don't miss them, I couldn't tell you the dates of their deaths without looking it up.

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    1. ellen-- Roger's family had that beach house for 80 years! His grandparents bought it in the late 1930s. They sold it in 2019. So these photos really tug at my heart. All that history and so much love. I'm so sorry you were not close to your parents.

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  12. A beautiful memory in a beautiful place! That scenery is breathtaking.

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    1. Steve-- It was a beautiful day, to be remembered always.

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  13. And we remember through you.

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  14. Those pictures are beautiful. I can see why your Mom loved to visit there. I know three years just seems like yesterday, when you lost someone so dear. Hugs, my friend!
    For some reason, last year, when I thought of my loved ones who have passed, Even though I miss them, I was glad they didn’t have to go through the Covid19 pandemic.

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    1. oldwhitelady-- I really understand that feeling about missing them, but also glad that they don't have to go through this pandemic. My mom was living in an assisted living facility for a few years before her passing. I can't imagine what she would have experienced there in these times. A true nightmare.

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    2. oldwhitelady-- I meant to tell you that whenever I go to your blog my computer says it's not a safe site. I am so sorry about that. I am so worried about the internet these days and unsafe sites, I stop going. I cannot figure out why it says that about your site.

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  15. I read this earlier but was on my phone and so couldn't comment. But I've thought about the title of this post for days, it's haunting. But at least we made the memories we did, and they sustain us now. I can see why those two view sustain you. Love.

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    1. 37paddington-- I just found this comment in my "Awaiting Moderation" folder. I'm so glad I checked in there this morning. Yes, we made memories that will be forever in our hearts. Always.

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  16. Sweet memories always exist in our heart.

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    1. Tikno-- Yes, those sweet memories always do. Thank you for stopping by and commenting.

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