When you unexpectedly lose someone whom you love, it hurts. I am specifically talking about losing someone through death. I lost my wonderful, devoted mom when I was just nineteen years old. One day she was vibrant, active, and full of life and the next day she was gone. She had an aneurism in her brain that neither she nor any of us knew about and it took her away from us one night. It is the reason that the medical community sometimes refers to aneurisms as “silent killers.”


My mom was honestly the most unselfish person that I have ever known. With a husband, six kids and not a whole lot of money to go around, her life was not a cake- walk. When I think of her, I think of her always in the kitchen either cooking or baking for her huge brood. I cannot ever remember her going out to lunch with a friend or spending lots of time or effort on herself. Now that I am a mom and a grandparent, I look back and wish so much that her day to day existence could have been more light, more easy, just more relaxing for her than what it was. Yet, I have only good memories and no regrets.


  Even though she was taken from me way too early, I do not look back with regret over lost time spent arguing or being ugly towards each other. In fact, the last time I saw her alive is when she and my dad dropped my husband and I off at a designated meeting spot to be picked up by friends who we were hitching a ride back to college with. I can remember giving her a big hug and her kissing me on the cheek. When we were a few miles down the road, I recall looking in the little mirror of my compact makeup and seeing almost perfect lipstick marks on my cheek that her kiss had left behind. As I grabbed a tissue to wipe that “lipstick kiss” from my cheek, little did I know that would be the last kiss that I would ever receive from her. Yet, it is such a sweet memory and one for which I will always be thankful.


I am so happy that I can always remember my mom and my relationship with her and smile. I just do not have any painful memories or deep regrets. Oh, we had our typical mother-daughter disagreements and squabbles but that is not what I am referring to. I see family members every day who inflict hurt on one another to the point that the relationship simply erodes. It is almost destroyed or fades away and parents and children, brothers and sisters become estranged from one another. It is so very sad and to those folks I have just four words to say… LIFE IS TOO SHORT. It really is… our lives are fragile and our time limited and we never know when that person may exit this world. We just do not know when it may be too late to right a wrong or ask for or extend forgiveness to someone that we love. Once that loved one breathes their last breath, all of your chances to reconcile, to heal, to mend that relationship are gone. It is a sobering thought and one worth thinking about.


How about you … is there someone who you love who if they died today, you would have deep and agonizing regrets about? Are you holding fast to pettiness or some insignificant offense or argument that really does not matter in the grand scheme of things? If so, let it go…it is not worth it. If you do not, you may some day sooner than you may think, look back and wish you could do it over. Regret is one of the most sorrowful emotions in the entire world and yet many times we ourselves willingly choose to experience it because of our own stubbornness and pride. Make the choice that you simply refuse to allow that to happen to you, won’t you?


Love and hold tight to those who you love…it will be a wise and blessed choice if you do and one that you will not ever regret.


Remembering that lipstick kiss on my cheek…I smile and thank the Lord for my mom , Louise Simpson…a very special lady indeed who was God’s incredible gift to me.


I love you mom!