Wednesday, December 16, 2015

Scrabble, sisters and our Mom.

Stories first heard at a Mother’s knee are never wholly forgotten,-
a little spring that never quite dries up
in our journey through scorching years.
                                  Giovanni Ruffini



Take one scrabble game that belonged to your Mom and four of her daughters sitting around a table. Mix that with lots of laughter and love and you have the best night ever. Sisters are the best. Oh yes and chocolate cupcakes :) Mom approved. Miss you Mom. I am sure you would have beat us all. Even the cheaters :)

The morning after a great night, I posted this on Facebook. It still makes me smile, so I thought I would share the rest of this story. Maybe it will make you smile too.


“OW” is a word Pearly declared with a grin on her face. Immediately Tess grabbed her phone and searched the web. That seems to be the way people do things these days, I thought. Lizzy and I, who happened to be losing anyway, turned to look at each other, smiled, and then laughed out loud.

Mom would know if that was a word, she was the Scrabble champ. Mom’s board, Mom’s rules, is what I was thinking.
It has been very difficult for us sisters since our Mom had passed away in April of this year. Her daughters, who had always included their Mom in every part of their lives, no matter what our feelings for each other were at the time. (Anyone that has sisters I am positive knows what I am talking about here). We four sisters, united and strong had been the thing that Mom had relied on. Those lunches in her room, no matter where that room ended up being over the years with her illness, had always held the love and laughter of her four daughters, and her comfort in always knowing she was safe. The laughter that resonated through the home where she lived before, and after the Alzheimer had taken her away bit by bit, had made her happy.

After Mom had passed, we sisters seemed to have retreated, to our own corners of our own worlds to handle our grief the best way we could. The strong united front (at least to me) seemed like only a Mom thing, and it just made me sad, to think about getting all together again. The memories, even though they were good, made me think of the loss, not the gain we had all gathered through this journey with our Mom. I was the one who pulled away, thinking I could do this on my own. I was wrong. I needed those crazy sisters as much as Mom, I know that now.



“Biggie is a word” proclaims Tess. I looked down to the board there was a triple word bonus. Sure it is, I thought. I turned to look at Lizzy once again. Laughter bounced off the walls, bringing us all to tears. Tears of joy mixed with happy memories we had with our Mom and (for me) of what we almost lost. Oh, how I have missed this. My sisters all going through different ways of handling their grief had come together in respect for our Mom. Tess knew this had to happen, I would say she is the wise one, but whatever. Now was the time to honour the woman who we loved with all our hearts and soul, and was the best Scrabble player of all of us. Tess and Pearly probably believe that they would have eventually beat her. Lizzy and I knew we would never beat her. Even with the Alzheimers, Mom could pull out those winning point making words, so they did not have a chance.

The chocolate cupcakes, Mom’s favourite, sat beside me so I ate two. Tess looked at me “There are two for each of us” I told them. Tess looked down at the package, where four remaining cupcakes sat. “There are four of us”. “Huh”, I sighed, licking my lips. “Good thing you are a writer and not an accountant”, Lizzy said. More laughter bounced off those walls. It felt so right. I think we all know that this is what we needed.



This is the laughter that kept our Mom going, this is the laughter that will keep us all going, and I am so very grateful for that. I love you my sisters, and we all miss you, Mom.

 Disclaimer: Since I am a writer and not an accountant. I may have taken some liberties with the real facts, much like Pearly and Tess took with those letters. OW, really? Biggie, really? I am still laughing.

Later

34 comments:

  1. It is so hard to lose your mom, isn't it. I like it that you get together and play Scrabble. Brings back good memories, doesn't it.

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  2. the best of times. shared with sisters.

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  3. Your Mom would be smiling, that's for sure. I can almost taste the chocolate cupcakes. My Granddaughter and I play Scrabble now - she sometimes beats me (and I'm not letting her just because she's only 12). Happy memories are what hold the grief at bay.

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  4. What a heartfelt story. I know your mom would approve.

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  5. Great story Grace. My own mother passed on Boxing Day . It will be two years and I miss her every day. Christmas isn't the same but thankfully I have wonderful childhood memories to cling to. Have a peaceful Christmas❤️ Btw- I like scrabble too!

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  6. Good that you could share that time, the memories and the laughter with each other.

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  7. And since you are the writer/storyteller, you can take whatever liberties you want! It is wonderful no matter what. I have two sister that I love like mad, too. Great big hugs to you, Buttons.

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  8. B,
    Sweet B, what beautiful memories of your Mom, and sisters playing Scrabble....and enjoying sweets.
    This post brought tears to my eyes, and a smile to my face.
    Blessings,
    Sandy

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  9. Whew! You sound a lot more chipper than a while ago. Glad you had such fun with your sisters and can cherish such memories of a champion Scrabble mom! Linda@Wetcreek Blog

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  10. Sorry about that. I somehow left a reply instead of a comment.
    I'm so glad you got together with your sisters and had a wonderful time. That is a beautiful thing.

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  11. Hi Buttons - What a nice post! There will be some heated Scrabble games going on just down the road from you shortly, and we have a cheater in our group too. I'll give you one guess who that is (R!!!). So great to read about your nice evening with your sisters. Fun times!

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  12. Love the last image! Great post!

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  13. I still find it hard this time of year and my mum passed 7 years ago , like you I have good memories of my mum and I . Lovely post . Thanks for sharing , Have a good week !

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  14. That scrabble game is somehow a tangible thing that hasn't changed and is still connecting you with the past that was the fabric of your life with your mom. I think it's wonderful that you and your sisters are still getting together to honour your mother with a Scrabble game.
    Warm hugs,
    JB

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  15. What a good thing, to be able to laugh together and remember your Mom, all healing in your own way! I remember when Jim and I were first married, we lived in an upstairs apartment at his Grandmother's farm. She was a big Scrabble player, and I'd often find him down in her kitchen after he came home from milking in the evening.

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  16. Bless your hearts! What sweet memories and a great time you sisters had together. Laughter is good medicine.

    Love & hugs ~ FlowerLady

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  17. Special memories that stay with your heart forever. Thanks for sharing. xo

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  18. Laughter is great medicine....and shared memories too!

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  19. don't know if it's something in your blogging system or my email (i use yahoo email to get your blog, but can comment here only using gmail), but your note today came in redacted all except for one paragraph (the one below the first photo). i could read it fine on your site instead. my guess is it's some kind of yahoo thing. --suz in ohio

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    1. I've noticed yahoo mail often has problems around Christmas/New Year.

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  20. Aw! This is lovely, Buttons. Scrabble is such a fun game, especially when you break the rules. I have 4 sisters, but after my parents died they all went their separate ways. We were once so very close....it is good that you reconnected. I hope you can stay close. xo Karen

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  21. You are so right that sisters are the best. I had one sister, who sadly died last year, as you know. But I feel as though I have many more women who are sisters to me, and when we get together to share laughter and tears, we have the best time. These are cousins who are friends, and friends who feel like family. How wonderful that you have your Mom's game to play and remember her, but there will be many more times when no one specific thing is needed to bring you together. You will come together because you are sisters. Never lose that.

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  22. This is the best tribute to a Mum I have ever read. I'm so glad you sisters all got together to play again. Keep it going, make it a tradition, (include your children?)

    We played Scrabble when the kids were little, with three boards side by side, we'd play right across the table. No scoring, it was more about teaching vocabulary, spelling and having fun learning new words.

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  23. I know I miss my sisters. We live so far away from each other. Since my Dad died things are just not the same.

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  24. Oh what a joy---sisters and MOM. I have 4 daughters and I do remember the fun we used to have playing scrabble and there was another word game we loved oh and UPWORDS---Memories you bring me Buttons. I am still here thank goodness but MY Mother died 4 yrs ago at age 95 and I surely do miss here.
    MB

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  25. I wish I had sisters now! I love scrabble.

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  26. Hello, Buttons! I'm sorry to hear of your mom's passing last spring. Has it really been that long since we've talked? With 3 sisters of my own I, this description of your evening me smile in understanding. Wishing you and your family happy holidays.

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  27. You have so many lovely family memories, Buttons, and it's totally forgivable if you change a few "facts" when you share them with us.

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  28. Oh B, this is just the loveliest thing!! It is not often we feel this sense of closure and togetherness but it is marvellous when it comes and I am sure this was it for all of you x

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  29. Such special memories, this Christmas will be difficult with your mom!! I am a board game lover!!

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