For those unaware, “Bubbie” is Yiddish for grandmother. She was 96 years old and in failing health. No real mourning here; she was not a loving person. She never really liked me or anyone else, including her only child, my mother. A cousin said that she managed to alienate everyone who met her, including her siblings.
My mother, as I’ve posted before, took “honor thy father and thy mother” serious. Mom says, “I’m supposed to honor her. Nothing says I have to love her.” Yet I know that Mom has yearned for her mother’s love. It’s really sad. I think it’s also really sad that no one is really upset to see her go. What a lousy way to be remembered, you know? No one to cry from missing you. No one. God, what an unhappy life! And she could have had (and was repeatedly offered) love from her child, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren. She wouldn’t--or by that time couldn’t--accept it.
What’s pissing off my sister is that the funeral will be Sunday (btw, NOT within 24 hours)--Mother’s Day. I say it will be a day to celebrate OUR mother. And my sister and brother are both pissed off because it may be that our grandmother died on the same day of the Jewish calendar as our father. I think it may be a day off, depending on the exact time she died, which was near sundown on Thursday, May 5. Which means it was either the same day as Dad or the next day. This matters to my siblings; it doesn’t matter to me because Dad was Dad and always will be special.
So off we go to LA tomorrow for the funeral. My brother will be there. This will be the first Mother’s Day in I don’t know how many years that Mom will have all three of her children together. I prefer to emphasize that.
My mother, as I’ve posted before, took “honor thy father and thy mother” serious. Mom says, “I’m supposed to honor her. Nothing says I have to love her.” Yet I know that Mom has yearned for her mother’s love. It’s really sad. I think it’s also really sad that no one is really upset to see her go. What a lousy way to be remembered, you know? No one to cry from missing you. No one. God, what an unhappy life! And she could have had (and was repeatedly offered) love from her child, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren. She wouldn’t--or by that time couldn’t--accept it.
What’s pissing off my sister is that the funeral will be Sunday (btw, NOT within 24 hours)--Mother’s Day. I say it will be a day to celebrate OUR mother. And my sister and brother are both pissed off because it may be that our grandmother died on the same day of the Jewish calendar as our father. I think it may be a day off, depending on the exact time she died, which was near sundown on Thursday, May 5. Which means it was either the same day as Dad or the next day. This matters to my siblings; it doesn’t matter to me because Dad was Dad and always will be special.
So off we go to LA tomorrow for the funeral. My brother will be there. This will be the first Mother’s Day in I don’t know how many years that Mom will have all three of her children together. I prefer to emphasize that.