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Marina's Abundance
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My mother, Marina, was the "rock" in my life. She died September 8, 2006 and was buried on her birthday, September 11, when she would have been 83 years of age.
I still feel the emptiness in my heart. She was one of the most unselfish people on earth and gave her family an abundance of love and caring.
How do we fill the huge hole in our hearts when a beloved mother dies? I must speak of her in order to honor her memory.
Recent Posts
So What if I have another Brown Spot?
I looked in the mirror today and there it was-- a new brown spot. It wasn’t there yesterday. This brown spot is an old age spot. I am getting older whether I like it or not. Then I thought about my mother and even though she had brown spots, sh...
September 8 Marks Three Years
A Message to My Mother:I can't believe that on September 8 it will be three years since you passed away. Every day, I miss hearing your voice, your optimistic outlook on life, your caring ways, your strength in dealing with life challenges and of cou...
Forever Memory Pin
In December 2008, I made a New Year’s resolution at OpenforHope.com that I would create a lapel pin, which would be a symbol of hopefulness for those who had experienced the loss of a loved one. By wearing this pin, it would honor the memory of th...
Steps for planting the Forever Memory Garden
Chose an area 16 X 20 feetLaid out the planting scheme on graph paperRented a tiller to break up the earthRaked the area several times to remove all the twigs, roots and other obstructionsPurchased peat moss to put in the holes and to spread around t...
Forever Memory Garden
I was thinking of remembering my mother in a special, almost permanent way when the thought of a remembrance garden came to mind. My friend, Jennifer Blair, thought this was a great idea and volunteered to help me. You must know that I have a “bla...
Father’s Day without Father
What do you do when there is no father to celebrate on Father’s Day?I decided to make a donation to Hospice in memory of my father. Both my mother and father were in Hospice the last weeks of their lives. Hospice served as a peaceful time for thei...

