Quotes of Wisdom 24 – In My Mother’s Garden – A Rose in Honor of My Mom, a Courageous and Adventurous Spirit #grief #breastcancer #amwriting

“…and thus, my mother’s death is woven into my life.” ~Bonnie A. McKeegan

It is with profound humility, gratitude, and grief that I walk beside my father into his widowhood. My life meant to ease the sorrow and suffering of others.

My beautiful, courageous, and adventurous mother died at home peacefully, held with love by me and my father, on Monday, February 5th, 2018.  Our loving presence and care meant to ease her transition into the bliss of eternity. Her mind, body, and spirit’s long private battle with breast cancer over.

In January I wrote the following (originally titled The Pink One but edited to the actual rose’s color by my mother who loved the story): 

The White One 

An early spring rain drove me inside. My mother’s roses could wait another day to be pruned. Never again would I hear her voice telling me the story of planting and naming the white one “Janice,” after her breast cancer support group friend who didn’t make it.

“Janice didn’t make it, but I did.”

My mother tended that bush nearly to the end. Twenty years of spring blooms, that bush and my mother had lived through, believing there’d be twenty more.

It’s my turn to tend the roses, for Janice, my mother, and my friend Millie, too.

Breast cancer be damned!

Bonnie A. McKeegan January 2018

*format inspired by 101words.org and rejected with the following explanation, which I contemplate deeply as I write my first memoir: There is some potential for interesting character development. However, the piece has no conflict or desire or obstacles against which the narrator can test herself and grow. Also, the piece suffers from being too sentimental, and that detracts from any sorrow or emotion that the reader feels for this person. It’s more of a character sketch right now than a story; and I think for revision you might look at expanding the piece to a short story.

The day before my mother died, Sunday, February 4th, 2018 I planted my favorite rose – a First Prize Hybrid Tea Rose – in my mother’s sunny garden – Large, double, rose-pink flowers feature a center that is blended with ivory. Very fragrant. Handsome dark green foliage. 

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First Prize Rose photo credit: commons wikimedia.org

Today I face writing my mother’s obituary.  But first, I need to walk in her gardens and water the draught thirsty soil with my tears. And prune the roses.

*featured photo credit: Bonnie A. McKeegan – taken in my mother’s sunny garden

If this post touched your heart you may like 5 Things To Expect When Your Mother Dies #mom #breastcancer #grief

or 5 More Things To Expect When Your Mother Dies #mom #breastcancer #grief

*Quotes of Wisdom – a Friday at 9am (Pacific Time Zone) series offering Wisdom, Feel Good, Inspirational and Thought-provoking Quotes. Sometimes with links and most likely, with too many thoughts of my own included.

As always, thank you for visiting! Feel free to like, comment, share, follow my journey or re-blog as your heart and mind desire. Namaste

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21 Replies to “Quotes of Wisdom 24 – In My Mother’s Garden – A Rose in Honor of My Mom, a Courageous and Adventurous Spirit #grief #breastcancer #amwriting”

    1. Thank you Debby, for your condolences and the compliment. There is so much for me to write in memoir over the coming months and years. Some related to my mom, some unrelated. Striving to do it as skillfully as you have done in your writing. I deeply appreciate your presence here and in other online spaces. Namaste

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      1. It’s my true pleasure to visit your beautiful writing Bonnie, and thank you so much for your lovely compliment. I am more than sure you have several books in you to write and I look forward to reading them. 🙂 Namaste my friend. x

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        1. I feel I am bursting with a few certain books and stories trying to get out and onto the screen, all competing for limited writing time. Must focus somehow… but, the muse, she insists, “work on this then that and oh, look there’s an idea” and life marches on and thus, I comply and keep at it as best I can. I think this is what happens when a voice that has been silenced for years finds itself no longer willing to be quiet. Thank you!

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          1. How wonderful your muse keeps you on your toes. I know there have been days when I begged for mine to show up. And every writer’s dream is more time. You are right in the thick of things Bonnie. Let them take you where they may. I too remember writing 2 books at one time. We can’t help it sometimes when the muse it flowing. My recently acquired mantra, which is easier to preach and harder to practice has become – One Day at a Time. That’s all we cam do without going crazy with anxiety. Just breathe and take it one day at a time. 🙂 x

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  1. Oh, Bonnie. I’m sorry for your loss of your mother. You write so powerfully about the roses – the one she planted, the one you planted, and about this time in your family’s life. Sending you a hug.

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    1. Thank you Cynthia, for the condolences and hug, and compliment on my writing. It’s definitely hard losing my mom and those who’ve gone before her. I think good writing comes from some connection to real life experiences. I am striving to skillfully express myself as I continue my life journey with writing woven in as a tool for healing my grief. Gratefully receiving your hug!

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  2. Bonnie, I’m so sorry for the loss of your mom. I truly believe it is a loss like no other. My thoughts are with you and each member of your family.

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    1. Hi Kristi! Thank you so much. I appreciate your thoughts and letting me know you are thinking of us. It certainly is a loss filled with a range of emotions and life changing details. My heart is broken but grateful beyond words that she no longer suffers.


  3. I may contemplate your quote and first sentence for hours…maybe days, months, and years. A lifetime of love and sentiment is packed into those two, powerful sentences!
    The reject quote lightened the mood, making me laugh. Thank you for sharing so honestly and genuinely. You are a light, casting a glow of hope into the darkness of grief. Healing thoughts reside with you and your family during this sad time of world-altering change.

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  4. I am so sorry for the loss of your Mother. Your quote “…and thus my mothers death is woven into my life”, is exquisite. My path, separate from yours, but woven together by prayer, formed a bond with your family this last month. Heaven has a bright new shinning star, shrouded in the love of pastel pinks, with the fragrance of Roses. My continued prayer for you while you “walk in the garden alone, while the dew is still on the roses”, be that you continue to feel her presence. In prayer I herd, “They can be closer that your skin”.
    Peace and Blessings for you and your family.

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