02 July 2010

And now...

Mom's house; June 2010
My mom decided one day two years ago, a few months before her cancer diagnosis, to build small stone houses out on their property north of town. This is the one she finished. I usually happen upon it along one of the arroyos on the property when I take Lucy or the kids out there for hikes; it's safely out of the water's reach even at the height of our summer rains, and it has a lovely view of the Magdalena Mountains to the south and the Bear Mountains to the north.

Mom so wanted to build a real house on their property, a big house to live in, where she could host parties, make and show art, spend time with the grandchildren as they grew, and just stare at the mountains and enjoy the quiet. She won't get to build that house. In fact, she will never see even this small house again, and it absolutely breaks my heart. My mom has so many dreams, so many unfinished projects, so much left to do. And now she has maybe a few weeks left, weeks of uncertainty and grief and forever-goodbyes. We haven't been able to find the care she needs here in New Mexico (which is just unbelievable to me), so she wants to go back home to Philadelphia, in main part to be with her sisters and other family.

This is so unfair. It always is.

There is a house built out of stone
Wooden floors, walls and window sills
Tables and chairs worn by all of the dust
This is a place where I don't feel alone
This is a place where i feel at home

And I built a home
For you
For me

Until it disappeared
From me
From you
And now, it's time to leave and turn to dust

(Patrick Watson/The Cinematic Orchestra)

6 comments:

Patricia Wood said...

This is so sad, I wish I could find the right words, the comforting ones, to write down. But I don't:( Even though this is really unfair, cherish these last precious moments with your mom. Being unable to say goodbye properly is the worst.

Sending good thoughts your way,

Patricia

stregata said...

I am so sorry, Anna. It is so hard.

Anna said...

Dear Anna,

You, your mom and dad and family are in our thoughts and prayers during this difficult times.

It is so not fair and as you say it never is.

We never met (we only know your dad), but maybe one day we will.

Anna and Johnathan (Calgary, Canada)

Danielle said...

Hey Anna, I'm really sorry about your mom's health. I can only hope that something good happens and will keep her in my thoughts.

By the way I saw this post on Apartment Therapy and it reminded me of you and your art: http://www.apartmenttherapy.com/la/roundup/a-mixup-of-mosaics-120994?image_id=1565938

Pretty neat mosaics. Hopefully see you at the next Vixens!

eve said...

I'm so moved by you're story, spend all your time with your belived mother, life is so precious. live each day as it's your last, enjoy and treasure each moment, my thoughts are with you,x

missficklemedia.com said...

I'm sorry for your family's pain.
She sounds like a wonderful woman who lived a full life and will leave many wonderful memories with her loved ones.