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Mama-cakes

 

There are times when even a chronological grown up needs a teddy bear to hug. Today is such a day. Sitting next to me as I type these words is a purple and white gingham bodied, floral vested, starry eyed, bow tied little being. She showed up via USPS, sent from VITAS Hospice. I had anticipated her arrival since November 26th when my sister and I were asked if we would like to receive bears sewn lovingly from swatches of our mother’s nightgowns. Of course we eagerly agreed.  As I gazed at her, I was taken back in memory a few months when I visited my mother, who had been diagnosed with CHF (Congestive Heart Failure) and placed on hospice care last May. The journey meandered in time and space; frequent flier miles accumulated as I made at least half dozen trips southward from my home in Pennsylvania to hers in Florida. I watched as my heretofore independent mother who was driving until a few months before her passing, required increasing amounts of personal care. It was something that I was deeply honored to do, performing the most intimate of tasks for her as she had done when I was a child. Before bathing her, I would gather towels, washcloths, basin and soap, warm water swishing in it.  A clean nightgown selected from a freshly folded out of the dryer pile.  Two of her favorites now embellish my new cotton clad friend.

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When contemplating what to call the cuddly companion…’Mama-cakes’ was a no brainer, since when she would refer to me as ‘Baby-cakes’, I would volley that nick name back to her. She is a poignant reminder that having stars in my eyes, as does the bear (actually she has stars FOR eyes), helps me see beyond this world to the next where all is love and light and neither can be extinguished.

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  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment Dyana Jean

    awesome thank you so much- my mom is in the beginning stages of CHF so I appreciated this very much! And I also care for my mother very deeply!! Thank you Edie! you write so beautifully!

  • http://www.liveinjoy.org Edie Weinstein

    Oh sweetie..I am sorry that you are going through the experience as well AND I know that it can be an opportunity to share some beautiful time with your Mom. Although my Mom and I were always close, this was an especially powerful journey. Cherish it~

    <3

  • http://AddaURLtothiscomment patti

    edie,

    what a wonderful, tangible, hugable gift you have received! thank you for sharing your story, through all the little joys and even the deep sadness. i am now realizing what a gift your nickname for me is. you honor me, bringing me into your family of “cakes”… love you, sweetie!

  • http://www.liveinjoy.org Edie Weinstein

    Patti-cake:

    You are so welcome! My Mom would have gladly ‘adopted you’ as she had with many of my friends.

    <3

  • http://jargontalk.livejournal.com/ JargonTalk

    Your cuddly companion is probably what many of us need, Edie, but are afraid to admit it. And please accept some virtual hugs from one who wishes that the real thing could be transmitted in these words.

    • John

  • http://www.hearthealing.net,www.fiberfantasies.com Nancy Smeltzer

    Dear Edie, when I got to the part about the teddy bear being made from your Mother’s nightgown, I let out an audible “O-O-O-h”! What a delightful idea. I’ve helped people craft small wall quilts from the clothes of loved ones that have died, but you can hug a teddybear…what a delightful idea!

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