Every Mother's Day, I have a long held tradition of getting the moms and grandmas corsages. When the tradition first started, I would get them for my girls too. I only got the girls one a couple of years and then I stopeed. Then my dad and stepmom got a divorce and for a few years, I got her one still...then I started just getting her flowers...now I don't do anything and have guilt over it. I digress, this year I did not get one for my mom. Last year I got her one but she has pretty much decided she is not able to go to church anymore and so she doesn't. I also did not get myslef one. Our church is very casula these days and it feels a little weird to wear a corsage and jeans or capris.
I DO still get them for Erik's mom and grandma. Saturday was crazy busy and I wasn't sure I was even going to be able to get them bought and delivered-but I determined I would and it was worth every bit of juggling I had to do to do it. So, Sunday night as we are visiting with Erik's mom, the phone rings. Grandma had a stroke and the ambulance was on the way. She is not doing well at all, isn't expected to wake up and at 95 we don't really want her to have to work so hard to recover back to normal. My heart is broken because I love this woman like she is my own grandma. I am so thankful that Saturday morning I delivered her a beautiful corsage(that she looks forward to, I might add), gave her a kiss and told her how much I love her. She wore that flower proudly to church and as she visited with her children after. Odds are good that it was her last Mother's Day and possibly her last time to go to church. I tear up when I think I almost missed it because of 'busyness'. Traditions are a very good thing.