Dead Rita spoke those words to me each week as we found our Thursdays together.
When she was dying of cancer I had great support for her care, but I took the most delight in staying home on Thursdays to care for her.
My parents lived with us and truly what a delight to care for this gracious, dear woman. My best friend. My confidant. My BMF (Best Mom Forever).
We used this time to do nothing – but to do it together. Her cancer robbed her of her breath, her right arm (she was a right handed artist), her strength, her choices, her privacy, her future, even her voice near then end.
But no one and nothing took her spirit. And it was the spirit that came alive in her eyes when she’d look at me and say, “I love Thursday! (Is it Thursday?)” And when it was Thursday, my greatest joy was looking at her and saying, “It is Mom. It is OUR day.”
I STILL love Thursdays. And I miss her every day but on Thursdays, there’s a bit of joy knowing this was our day.
Truly, my best times of life are the smallest moments of my life.
Remembering the moments with Mom. Holding my husband’s hand in our secret way. Wathching my granddaughter’s eyes shine as we see for the first time the Easy Bake Oven pretzels we created together. Being with a client who has clarity and transformation that is created from within them. Seeing an audience laugh heartily at my joke about removing chin whiskers. Completing a boot camp class that kicked my boot! Traveling to Rwanda to see old friends. Knowing a prayer has been answered. Getting up after falling down. And getting up again and again and again…
So it’s Thursday! I love Thursday – for its potential, its memories, its moments.
Embrace today. Enjoy the big and small moments of it. And remember, it’s Thursday!