Dear one, I am so sorry to hear this and read of your pain. However, I also feel like you were blessed to have such a wonderful mother. I hope the near future brings you comfort through family, friends, and you followers who care about you.
There's no comfort I can offer you that time itself won't do better, Tessa, as you have already described here today. You've told us how strong she was and how much she gave you. You want to be like her, and you are, and that itself is loving honor and gratitude towards her. She knew how much you loved her.
P.S.: You know what? You just made me realize that perhaps the greatest feature a person may possess and exhibit is what you've described your mother as having: "a mind of her own." Maybe that is the greatest possible thing for a human:
“To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment.” ― Ralph Waldo Emerson
“Every man is more than just himself; he also represents the unique, the very special and always significant and remarkable point at which the world's phenomena intersect, only once in this way, and never again. That is why every man's story is important, eternal, sacred; that is why every man, as long as he lives and fulfills the will of nature, is wondrous, and worthy of consideration. In each individual the spirit has become flesh, in each man the creation suffers, within each one a redeemer is nailed to the cross.” ― Hermann Hesse, Demian
“Everyone had only one true vocation: to find himself. Let him wind up as a poet or a madman, as a prophet or a criminal—that wasn’t his business; in the long run, it was irrelevant. His business was to discover his own destiny, not just any destiny, and to live it totally and undividedly. Anything else was just a half-measure, an attempt to run away, an escape back to the ideal of the masses, an adaptation, fear of one’s own nature.” ― Hermann Hesse, Demian
“I wanted only to live in accord with the promptings which came from my true self. Why was that so very difficult?” ― Hermann Hesse, Demian
This describes you both, Tessa. You are your mother's daughter. In a manner of thinking, she's still here, then. Everyone who maintains their own discrete, individual self against all odds and all costs is an outsider - but, at least, unlike most, they are not "outside" - not outside of themselves:
I am so sorry for your loss. I lost my beautiful mother exactly 18 years ago, on May 17th. May you know no more sorrow, as we say in the Jewish religion.
Deepest condolences, Tessa. My heart goes out to you as you sojourn through the valley of sorrow, grieving the physical presence of your Mom. I am relieved to see you know that Mom is now in a much happier place up with God. I pray your heart will be comforted when the time is right.
My heart goes out to you, Tessa. I send prayers to your mother that her passing from the earthly plane to the heavenly realm goes smoothly. Cat and I have been studying that very important passing period as my sister's time is approaching, too. Honor and praise to you as her devoted caregiver.
You were among the first I discovered and followed on Substack. I know how busy and life-changing things are now, so please feel no pressure to answer. Besides, another message from me is coming to you from elsewhere. Take it slow and easy.
Her tangible organism has succumbed to entropy, but much of her knowledge and perspective will remain, weightless and indestructible, as you continue on your path.
If by any chance she played bridge, feel free to recommend that your Mom connect with my Mom after she settles in 'over there'.
Your Mom is an eternal being as are you. I know that doesn’t help right now but it will eventually. You are in my heart as you grieve. Much love.
I am so sorry for your loss; the loss of a mother is great. Feel the grief and sadness and remember the Love. 🙏🏼❤️💐
My deepest consolations to you Tessa.
You are your Mother as well as being yourself.
My Mom died in 1996 when I was 48.
I continue to see her, to learn from her, to thank her.
Soft hugs of shared sadness for a Mother's loss.
Ron
Dear one, I am so sorry to hear this and read of your pain. However, I also feel like you were blessed to have such a wonderful mother. I hope the near future brings you comfort through family, friends, and you followers who care about you.
There's no comfort I can offer you that time itself won't do better, Tessa, as you have already described here today. You've told us how strong she was and how much she gave you. You want to be like her, and you are, and that itself is loving honor and gratitude towards her. She knew how much you loved her.
P.S.: You know what? You just made me realize that perhaps the greatest feature a person may possess and exhibit is what you've described your mother as having: "a mind of her own." Maybe that is the greatest possible thing for a human:
“To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment.” ― Ralph Waldo Emerson
“Every man is more than just himself; he also represents the unique, the very special and always significant and remarkable point at which the world's phenomena intersect, only once in this way, and never again. That is why every man's story is important, eternal, sacred; that is why every man, as long as he lives and fulfills the will of nature, is wondrous, and worthy of consideration. In each individual the spirit has become flesh, in each man the creation suffers, within each one a redeemer is nailed to the cross.” ― Hermann Hesse, Demian
“Everyone had only one true vocation: to find himself. Let him wind up as a poet or a madman, as a prophet or a criminal—that wasn’t his business; in the long run, it was irrelevant. His business was to discover his own destiny, not just any destiny, and to live it totally and undividedly. Anything else was just a half-measure, an attempt to run away, an escape back to the ideal of the masses, an adaptation, fear of one’s own nature.” ― Hermann Hesse, Demian
“I wanted only to live in accord with the promptings which came from my true self. Why was that so very difficult?” ― Hermann Hesse, Demian
This describes you both, Tessa. You are your mother's daughter. In a manner of thinking, she's still here, then. Everyone who maintains their own discrete, individual self against all odds and all costs is an outsider - but, at least, unlike most, they are not "outside" - not outside of themselves:
https://tessafightsrobots.com/tessa-lena/outsider-story-freedom/
Vaughan Williams: Symphony No 3 'Pastoral' https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-KF2Kb6pIaE
I am so sorry for your loss. I lost my beautiful mother exactly 18 years ago, on May 17th. May you know no more sorrow, as we say in the Jewish religion.
Deepest condolences.
Deepest condolences, Tessa. My heart goes out to you as you sojourn through the valley of sorrow, grieving the physical presence of your Mom. I am relieved to see you know that Mom is now in a much happier place up with God. I pray your heart will be comforted when the time is right.
I'm so very sorry for this tremendous loss... sounds like you did everything you could and she surely was so proud of you.
My heart goes out to you, Tessa. I send prayers to your mother that her passing from the earthly plane to the heavenly realm goes smoothly. Cat and I have been studying that very important passing period as my sister's time is approaching, too. Honor and praise to you as her devoted caregiver.
Bless her. Bless you. You are so fortunate to have been loved by your mother. Your pain must be immense, because of that great fortune.
May we all be reunited with our loved ones in a world of peace and kindness, when the time comes.
So sorry to hear that, Tessa Lena. It is a difficult moment in anyone's life.
I'm sorry for your loss. God bless you and keep you surrounded with the love your mother embodied for you.
I am so sorry to hear this Tessa.
You were among the first I discovered and followed on Substack. I know how busy and life-changing things are now, so please feel no pressure to answer. Besides, another message from me is coming to you from elsewhere. Take it slow and easy.
Keep loving and fighting in the way only you can.
aw, condolences.
Her tangible organism has succumbed to entropy, but much of her knowledge and perspective will remain, weightless and indestructible, as you continue on your path.
If by any chance she played bridge, feel free to recommend that your Mom connect with my Mom after she settles in 'over there'.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ahENx-yWgVw&list=RDahENx-yWgVw&start_radio=1