The Circle of Life

I wanted to share a story from my mother’s memorial that was a very profound moment for me. You can watch me tell it here, or just keep reading!

When my brother, sister and I were in the hospital, saying goodbye to our mom, when there was a moment that I call my “circle of life” moment.

I was standing on my mom’s left side, holding her hand. Jeremy was across from me, holding mom’s right hand. Brianna was closer to the bottom of the bed, rubbing her calf.

I realized that we were in almost those exact same positions 25 years ago, when my sister was born. I was holding my mom’s left hand, Jeremy her right, and my little sister arrived near the bottom of the bed.

The first time we came together at a hospital, we welcomed a new life into our family.

The next time, we had to say goodbye to the very person who created our family, who literally created all of us.

It was an incredibly poignant, and sad, moment. But it’s a memory I will treasure forever.

Published by Sarah E. Olson

I write. I work. I have a family. I do lots of things. Sometimes you'll see me out on the interwebz, when I'm not too busy doing those other things. If I'm too shy to introduce myself, just smile and wave and most likely I'll smile and wave right back.

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