September 6, 1939 - July 3, 2012
Last Wednesday my mother died in my father's arm, surrounded by her son and daughter-in-law. Although I was 800 miles away, she was never far from my thoughts. I called every day up to her death to tell her that I loved her and missed her. As I sit here typing this my heart hurts from missing her.
When I am asked how I got started in thrifting, I always begin with mentioning my mom. She would take me in her arms as a baby into the only thrift store in our small town. Let's just say I never remember not thrifting, especially with her. She taught me how to thrift, how to seek a lower price and how to be frugal. So much of who I am today, is because of my mother. ATG wouldn't exist without my mom.
This is a poem that a friend of mine read at a potluck a few weeks ago. It seemed so fitting and I wanted to include it in this post dedicated to my mother.
My mother taught me how to be considerate, she showed me how to be planted firmly in my body.
Mom taught me to do something right the first time, she showed me how to focus myself into that task completely.
Mom taught me to always do the right thing, she showed me that doing the right thing isn't always easy.
Mom taught me that women must be treated with a certain respect, she showed me how I would comply
My mother told me that life is difficult and that I would make mistakes, she showed me how not to be ashamed of my mistakes
My mother told me to persevere, she showed me how to stand in strength.
Mom told me that tomorrow would be a better day, she showed me each day was what you made it.
Each day is a blessing waiting to unfold.
Each hello is a new chance to reconnect.
Each goodbye carries a moment of sweet sorrow.
And that each person we meet provides and opportunity for compassion.
My mother told me that she loved me. My mother showed her that she loved me.
mom, I love you and miss you. xoxo Selena