Life to the Max: A Rockin’ Mother’s Day Tribute

May 8th, 2011 by Robin Reynolds

Many of you who have been following my blog and Facebook page know that my mom passed in January. Today is Mother’s Day and tomorrow is my birthday and traditionally, this was always a time of great fun and celebration with my mom.

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I keenly feel her absence, but also clearly feel the part of her that she left behind. It began in her rocking chair.

When I was little girl whenever I was sad, scared or hurt, my mom would take me on her rocker and we would rock back and forth, back and forth until my feelings were soothed. Many disappointments and much loneliness subsided after rocking with mom in her rocker. When I ran across a picture of our Airedale, Bernie, fast asleep on my already napping husband, it reminded me of how powerful this simple act was.

Bernie was a very cute, smart, and sweet puppy, but one day, she just seemed to decide she was a lap dog. Even when she became 70 lb., it didn’t deter her. My husband had fallen asleep on the couch when Bernie discovered him; she crawled up, and fell asleep on his chest. When I found them, the image was so funny that I took the following picture.

When my husband woke up suddenly and realized Bernie was on top of him, he said, “No wonder I was having a dream that I was suffocating!” Hmm…70 lb. of pressure on your chest can give you ideas!

We never quite understood where this lap dog behavior came from until the day I shared the photo with my mom. She looked a little sheepish. “Well, that might have come from me,” she said. “Remember that time you left her with me for the weekend when she was a puppy? I took her on my lap and we’d sit in the rocker and we would just rock and rock for hours.”

Kids, dogs, and grandchildren all took a ride on my mom’s magical rocker and no doubt they felt the same love and reassurance that I had as a child. The legacy continued when I became a mom and my son and I would share hours of stories, soothing conversations, and quiet reflection in our own rocker.

Though today I can’t physically be with my mom, I feel her presence in my life still. Now I see her sitting in her rocker, holding the 70 lb. Bernie on her lap (70 lbs. doesn’t feel very heavy in heaven) and rocking back and forth, back and forth. Happy Mother’s Day, Mom and to all moms who rock our worlds in so many ways!

7 Responses to “Life to the Max: A Rockin’ Mother’s Day Tribute”

  1. Jennifer says:

    That was beautiful Robin, I hope you had a wonderful Mother’s Day and Happy birthday today!

  2. Pam says:

    Lovely memories, Robin. You’ve obviously found the way to continue sharing the wonderful feelings. Happy Birthday!

  3. Bob says:

    Lois was not my mom, but to her, a happy mother’s day. She’ll always have a special spot in my heart. Carol checks e-mail once every blue moon, so I suspect she’d say the same…
    Bob and Carol

  4. Marcia says:

    Loved that, Robin! And what a beautiful picture of you two! When and where was it taken? Really happy day for the two of you it looks like.

    Thank you for sharing the memories and giving me more to ponder about my own relationship with my mother.

    Love you,
    marcia

  5. Nancy Kimmel says:

    Robin, this brought a smile to my face! Now I know why your mom’s 2 favorite chairs were rocking chairs. I can see her now, rocking the morning away, and gazing out at her geraniums. These are the kind of memories that heal the heart. Thank you for sharing it, and Happy Mother’s Day to you!

  6. TerryR says:

    Oh, the magic of the rocking chair. There’s nothing like it! Funny, but my Mom and Grandmothers didn’t have rocking chairs. Nonetheless, I remember being ‘rocked’ as a young child. It’s so comforting, that I requested and received one as a gift when I learned our first child was on the way. Thanks for bringing back lovely memories of rocking good times with my little ones. Happy Mother’s Day!

  7. Joyce says:

    What wonderful memories and what a wonderful connection between your mother and Bernie. Thank you for sharing this on your website.

    Joyce Miller
    (PS: we need to stay in touch!)