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Remembering Virginia On Mother’s Day   Leave a comment

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Road Trip, Wisconsin, St John's, Joy's Birthday, Greune“Mother’s Day” Joy and her mom, Virginia (July 24, 2008) — Image by kenne 

Two photos and
ten years out —
Houston to St. Paul
mother and daughter
road trip sharing
memories and
time together.

Now,
separated by time
on this Mother’s Day
there will be no
Mother’s Day call
only memories of
past calls and photos.

— kenne

Remembering Mother, Agnes — Mother’s Day, 2017   1 comment

motherchristmaslucus03-12-21-31-blog-iiMother, Grandmother, Great-Grandmother, Agnes. 

(The following was originally written and posted September 5, 2012.)

Willie Agnes Poe passed away (September 8, 2006) after three months fighting post-surgery infection. During the last few weeks of Mother’s life, she shared stories of her childhood and often talked about playing with her close childhood friend, Fern.  (They remained close throughout life.)

“We had so much fun playing in the cemetery — Can you take me back to the cemetery on the hill?’ she would ask.  “I can see the man in black with a big black dog,” she would go on.

In her last days, the man in black visited her.  As we were talking, she looked straight ahead, “…see him, he is here!  Don’t you see him?”  Then she would turn and ask, “Can you bring me a big black dog?  I want a big dog!  Can you get one for me?”

“Yes, we can,” would be my reply,  We were making arrangements for Jill to bring one of their black labs by for Mother, just two days before she passed on.

On August 26, 2012, the family gathered in The Woodlands to celebrate the life of Willie Agnes Poe, which involved a brunch at Cru’ Wine Bar and a gathering at the pedestrian bridge over Grogan’s Mill Road.

After moving to The Woodlands in the mid-1980’s, Mother would walk the trails from her Grogan’s Landing apartment, which included the pedestrian bridge in a six-mile walk around the TPC golf course. Over time, Mother became functionally blind, limiting the trail walking, but not her walking. Early each morning she would spend a couple of hours walking back and forth over the pedestrian bridge. Our gathering at the bridge ended with a symbolic walk over Agnes’ bridge.

Why this celebration now? Because Mother had donated her body to the Texas Medical Center after her death, we didn’t have a family gathering to celebrate her life. It was our understanding that Mother’s ashes would be sent to us 2-3 years after her death. As it turned out, we didn’t receive her ashes till this past May.

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Several months after Mother’s death we got word that her brother, J.C. had died.  I knew immediately we were going to Alabama.   How I know just how important it was to bring closure on the Mother’s life. While in Alabama, Joy and I made a point of going to Lincoln, then two miles out to the country church and cemetery in Refuge.  She was always at her happiest when talking about her childhood in Alabama, even more so during her last days with us.  She always wanted to go back but knew she would only be able to in her vision of those childhood memories. It doesn’t go unnoted that with the importance of Hall Cemetery in Refuge, Alabama, Mother didn’t desire to be buried there. For her, a higher priority was to give her body to medicine.

While visiting Hall Cemetery, I wanted so to turn around and see two little girls playing in the cemetery on the hill – to see the man in black with the big dog – to hear the laughing, and see the joy when the big dog came running to the children.  Instead, Joy and I walked silently, on this sunny fall morning through the small cemetery on the hill, which now represents the burial-place of the last surviving member of the Confederate army. As fate would have it, as we walked through Hall Cemetery, a black dog appeared.

By making the journey to Hall Cemetery, I have for my life captured the feeling of two little girls laughing and playing in a world that never vanished from Mother’s vision of happiness.  Real or not, it was real for her – now it is real for me, and I might add, Joy.

kenne

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A Celebration Of Life

“When the child was a child, it didn’t know
It was a child
Everything for it was filled with life and all life was one
When the child, when the child
The child, child, child, child, child
And on and on and on and on, etc. And onward
With a sense of wonder
Upon the highest hill. Upon the highest hill
When the child was a child
Are you there
Shassas, shassas
Up on a highest hill
When the child was a child, was a child, was a child
Was a child, was a child, was a child, etc.
… and it’s still quivering there today”

 —from, Song of Being A Child. Music by Van Morrison, Words by Peter Handke

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Mother’s Day 2013 — Words Are All I Have   2 comments

a-mothers-love-blogChase and Mother Agnes — Image my kenne

Thinking about Mother

I thought about yesterday
Remembering the moments

I thought about today
Taking a deep breath.

I thought about tomorrow
Exceeding my grasp.

I thought about time
Wondering about timeless.

I thought about life,
Asking the questions.

I thought about people,
Knowing not what I see.

I thought about what is,
Wondering why?

I thought about ideals,
Seeking what should be.

I thought about truth,
Confusing it with the facts.

I thought about art,
Becoming aware.

I thought about love
Touching the feeling.

I though about Joy,
Feeling love inside. 

I thought about you,
Walking with long shadows

I thought again of tomorrow
Sharing your path.

 These are my words to you, Mother. We miss you every day, especially on Mothers Day!

kenne

“It’s only words
and words are all I have
to take your heart away.”

A Mother’s Day Thank You   1 comment

A Mother’s Day Thank You Card From Mom To Justin And Jill — Image by kenne

The day before flying to Ontario, CA to spend a few days with her mother and sisters, Joy received flowers from Justin and Jill. They are beautiful and it became my responsibility to keep them that way while she was in southern California. Additional, I was asked to take a photo of the flowers and send a thank you response to Justin and Jill. 

kenne

Posted May 12, 2012 by kenneturner in Art, Family, Information, Life, Photography

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To All Mothers, Happy Mother’s Day!   Leave a comment

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In memory of my mother’s last Mother’s Day, three years ago.

kenne

Posted May 8, 2009 by kenneturner in Family, Life

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