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March 2, 2017 By paulie 13 Comments

Hi Mom,

Yesterday you left your body. But you’ll never leave me.

They say we won’t be remembered for what we did on earth. That we’ll be remembered for what we left behind. You left behind a lot.

Everything I am came from you. You taught me to keep my room clean. You taught me right from wrong. You showed me to speak up and stand up for what I believe in. You led me to love — myself,  animals, the planet, others. Okay, maybe not Republicans.

Because of you I have Renee. I’ve always said Renee makes me want to be a better man. I knew how important a woman would be in life, because of how important you were. Renee has given me everything, much like what you did.

I’m so proud of you. When you decided to be free you took action and made it happen. Armed with nothing more than an RTD bus pass and your incredible will power, you rode downtown and went to college — at night. You got a degree, a government job, you made it. You divorced Dad. You made it on your own, just like Mary did. We watched a lot of Mary Tyler Moore Shows, you never missed one. Thanks for saving all your notebooks, I’ll cherish them.

You saw my pain and anger. You helped me see that first, I had to love myself. You helped me to understand and accept. I knew how important it was to you that I was good, before you left. I am. Thanks, Mom.

You unleashed my character. You taught me to read books. You challenged my thinking. You got me interested in the world and what goes on around me. You saw today coming years ago – I’ll never forget that conversation with you in the kitchen, circa 1990. Now, I’ve dedicated the rest of my life to activism and making the world a better place.

Our rugs, furniture, flowers, that’s all you. My clothes, so you. I’ve got your purse and hat by my bedside. I’m wearing the Patagonia jacket I left for you — again. I’ll wear it often, just like you did. I’m going to read all those books Mom, I promise. Every time the wild flowers come up I’ll think of you.

I can still see your face, the last time we talked Thursday night.

I thought you had more time and of course I wanted more. Not enough pictures, but lifetime’s of memories.

I’m so happy you know everything is cool.

Not only in this life, but in others live’s. Justin already knows a lot about politics and the world. He wants to be a lawyer. Renee is so strong now, her and I are joined at the hip. All the doggies are getting treats.

So the differences that Renee and I will make tracks back to you. You always worried, don’t. There’s going to be so much good that’ll spring from you — for generations to come.

You always said you wanted to leave your body while at the house, the only house we all ever had. It was beautiful, seeing this happen. It was perfect. You left exactly where you wanted to — in the house. I wish it for everyone.

Mom, I’ll miss you. But you’re not gone. There’s little memorial’s to you all around our home.

The tears are still coming, but it’s a bluebird day. I’m smiling now. I’m kissing Renee, Justin, the dogs. Family is important, more now than ever. Keep my stuff clean. Go make something happen. Or in other words, do what you taught me.

Give Max, Shorty, Walter, and Lola a treat for us. Don’t forget to ask Jim about the price of gas. Enjoy riding horses with Jenine. Have as much  chocolate as you want.

We’ll see you the next time.

Oh. Words were so important to you, your vocabulary was deep. They’re important to me too, because of you. So forgive me for some typo’s and grammar errors. I’ve put “The Elements Of Style”, one of the books you gave me, at the top of my reading list.

I love you, Mom.

Our wedding reception
Justin is born
Frances holding Justin
Justin and Mom
Deb and Mom
Romano’s — our favorite eatery
Romano’s
Justin and Mom
Me and Mom
Mom had the best wildflowers
The best
Books. Read. Books.
My favorite Highlands Sign — Frances Ruth Kulas
Wildflowers
Mom loved to work in her yard
Then I grew some wildflowers
She had a great yard
the best yard
Our last talk
where she read
Notice the light over the house
This wheelbarrow never moved
She loved to look at the mountains
Resist. I do.
And now it’s bluebird

 

 

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Comments

  1. MICHELE MULLINS says

    March 2, 2017 at 3:56 pm

    So sorry to hear this but im sure she was so proud of you

    Reply
    • paulie says

      March 2, 2017 at 4:00 pm

      Thanks, she was.

      Reply
  2. James Blackwell says

    March 3, 2017 at 9:03 am

    So sorry for your loss… Sending love, hugs, prayers, positive vibrations & all that. This is beautifully written – wish I could have met her!!!

    Her soul clearly lives on in you & your family, and the life you guys have built!

    J, M, G, A & P

    Reply
    • paulie says

      March 3, 2017 at 4:29 pm

      Thank you brother.

      Reply
  3. paulie says

    March 3, 2017 at 4:42 pm

    My niece Tecia came from nowhere and saved the day. Had it not been for her, Mom would have had to gone to an Assisted Living place. Tecia is an Angel. May everyone have someone like her.

    We’re forever connected, I’ll never let her out of my sight.

    And she used to have a Hippie Van.

    Reply
  4. Rudi says

    March 3, 2017 at 9:53 pm

    Man, your post made me cry. I can tell your mom loved you and your family simply because of the way you live your life: conscious of others, giving, loving, and smiling whenever you can. She will resonate through you, Renee, Justin, and the rest of your extended family for generations to come.

    My condolences to you and yours.

    Reply
    • paulie says

      March 3, 2017 at 10:41 pm

      Hey brother,

      It feels like the training wheels have been taken away.

      Sitting outside the house Wednesday night before I drove off, a dream came true.

      I was finally able to leave the house like a scene in a movie I’d always imagined. The kid is going off to college. He hugs his mother, gets in his car and drives off. Mom is standing in the front doorway, waving. As she’s waving she has a look on her face of, “He’s ready”. Cut back to the kid. He’s not sure what’s ahead, but not afraid. There’s a look of excitement on his face.

      Or maybe the scene in Toy Story 3 when Andy goes off to college and Woody leaves him a note.

      I finally had a happy childhood.

      So it occurs to me there’s a twist to an old saying:
      “It’s never too late to give your child a happy childhood”.

      Reply
  5. Todd Urbanski says

    March 8, 2017 at 8:19 pm

    Hey Friend

    So sorry to hear about your mom. Sounds like the type of person we all wish we had in our lives! Thanks for sharing your story and introducing Zina and I to one of the people that made you who you are.

    Thinking and sending thoughts from Minnesota

    T n Z

    Reply
  6. paulie says

    April 17, 2017 at 9:13 pm

    Hi Mom,

    You didn’t like me wearing Levis to school. You thought Levis weren’t proper. So you put out my trousers to wear to school – corduroys.

    But Levis were cool. So before I went to bed the night before school, I’d go out to the garage and stash my Levis.

    I’d kiss you goodbye, leave for school. Then I went around the block, hopped a few fences, snuck into the garage, put my Levis on — without getting caught, without being late for school.

    Mom, if I don’t like my trousers I change them. You know that. Doing what I believe in. Same as always.

    Thanks Mom.

    I miss you. But you’re not gone.

    I love you.

    Reply

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