Conversations with Heaven
A note, first. For those who read Romancing the Blog, I wrote the same blog there. I never do that, but it's because of what day today is and because I just didn't think I could write two posts on the same subject, or be especially creative today about anything else. So, my apologies on doing the same thing twice. I'm also doing a giveaway--of a very special book, too.
You see, today is my mother’s birthday. I had to write this blog two days ago, because I knew there was no way I could write it the day of and make any kind of sense. My mother died two years and one month ago. I thought that it would get easier, but if anything it’s gotten harder--and easier in other ways.
Easier, because I’m starting to accept it and recall more of the happy memories, rather than dwell on the grief. But harder in other ways that hit me when I least expect it. I’m almost 40, and before my mother died, I’d thought I’d outgrown the need for a mother. Sure, I called her when I screwed up making a pie crust or I was having a difficult day with the kids, but mostly, I’d figured I had this grown-up thing down.
After all, I had been on my own, married, since I was twenty-one. Running my own house. Raising kids, making dinners, shopping, trying to stick to a budget (ha-ha). Whatever could I need a mom for?
You realize pretty quickly what you need a mom for when you don’t have one anymore. My mother and I had our issues, our disagreements, but we were friends. Occasionally she’d call when I was working and I’d find myself wishing that she had waited an hour. Or I tried to get her off the phone because I was on deadline and the work seemed ten times more important than a chat.
Then a stroke took her voice and I spent three months at her bedside, tending to her most basic needs and I realized what I would give to have that voice back. For a little while, she seemed to recover and I could talk to her, sometimes calling her room at the rehab hospital, thrilled she understood me, but then her heart gave out and I lost her voice forever.
It’s been two years and I have yet to delete the phone number to her room on my cell. I know she’s not there, but I can’t erase this reminder of her. When I scroll past the number on my way to call my daughter or my husband at work, I remember I can still talk to her, in a one-way conversation with heaven.
As I raise my own teenage daughter, I realize now how much I need a mother. For the advice, for the sense that I’m not in this alone with the hormones and the mood swings and the joyful moments peppered between the frustrations. I need a mother to tell me I’m on the right path. To hold my hand when I’m sure I’ve alienated my daughter by laying down the law--and to reassure me our relationship will survive these years. Just as my relationship with my mother survived her rules, her protectiveness and most of all the love that circled around me like a blanket, shielding me from so much that could have hurt me during those same years.
But most of all, I need her voice. Her common sense, her wisdom, her soft compassion for bad days, her quiet pride on good days. She has missed a lot in the last two years, in my life, my husband’s, and my kids’, but I believe she is watching from up above. In fact, I’m positive.
At about my age, my mother lost her own mother, ironically, in the fall, too. My mother used to tell me she missed her mother talking to her, the two of them sitting around the kitchen table and talking for hours, long into the night. When my grandmother died, my mother told me Nana would always be watching from heaven. For an eleven-year-old, that became a sort of extra conscience. I’d think twice before I did anything, because I could just picture my Nana seeing me misbehave--and being disappointed.
So, today, I will raise a toast to my mother on her birthday and find a quiet place where we can talk. I’ll tell her all that has happened in the last year, and hope that if I listen very, very carefully, I can still hear the whispers of her voice.
Shirley

PS: I will select one poster at random to receive a copy of RESCUED BY MR. RIGHT, which is the book I wrote during the time I sat with my mother. Ironically (I sold the book a year before this happened, so I think God, or Fate, had something in mind for me), it is set in the city where my parents met, is about a heroine who takes care of her parents until they died, and is loosely based on how my father's parents met. It's still got the markers of my romantic comedies (and won the Holt Medallion as well as a couple of other awards, so don't worry, it's not a weeper, I promise!), but it was, hands-down, the hardest book I ever wrote.
















Shirley Jump - Your Mom
What a wonderful touching story. It brought tears to my eyes.
My mom is still alive at 87 and not so healthy and my dad is 89 and we are in the process of getting him in a nursing home.
So sad; so you see you touched my heart.
Thanks, Pat
Hugs, Pat. I know that's never an easy decision. My grandma is in a nursing home (she's 97; my mom died young) and we've had to change her place just recently. Moving her into one in the first place was a hard decision for the family to make, because it's like accepting the end of an era of life for her. She was very, very independent. She's safe now, though, and we worry so much less.
Shirley
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www.shirleyjump.com or read “Eating my Words”
Oh, Shirley
I'm wiping away tears as I write this. What a tribute to your mother's life. (((hugs)))on this sad day. I hope you're able to do something special with your daughter in honor of your mom.
Kay
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Thanks, Kay
What a great idea -- to do something special with my daughter today. I hadn't thought of that, but now think I will definitely do that. Thank you!!
Shirley
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Coming this fall: MIRACLE ON CHRISTMAS EVE (Harlequin Romance) and REALLY SOMETHING another Hot Romantic Comedy from Zebra Books
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Hugs, Shirley
I lost my mom 9 years ago, and her birthday is Christmas Eve, so I know what you mean, it's a tender time of year. It does get better as time goes on, you find they never really leave your life, which is the good side, but then you remember all the things you miss, and there's no one who can take care of you like your mother did, even if they did work on our last nerve sometimes. ;)
I hope you have a peaceful day thinking good thoughts,
Sam
Thanks, Sam
And you're right -- there was that last nerve/but oh, how I miss her dichotomy going all the time. How much I'd give to be annoyed :-) These kinds of things also make you appreciate the ones around you more, too.
Shirley
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Coming this fall: MIRACLE ON CHRISTMAS EVE (Harlequin Romance) and REALLY SOMETHING another Hot Romantic Comedy from Zebra Books
www.shirleyjump.com or read “Eating my Words”
A toast to Mama!
Shirley, I did the same thing. After my Dad died in February '06 I wouldn't delete his name and number off my cell phone. I finally did. Your story is very touching and made me cry. I toast your Mother as well and I'm now going to call mine just to tell her I love her.
MelissaK
Thanks, Melissa!
It's nice to know I'm not the only one. And hugs to you on your dad -- have a nice conversation wtih your mom :-)
Shirley
New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author
Coming this fall: MIRACLE ON CHRISTMAS EVE (Harlequin Romance) and REALLY SOMETHING another Hot Romantic Comedy from Zebra Books
www.shirleyjump.com or read “Eating my Words”
What a wonderful story. I
What a wonderful story. I lost my Mother 15 years ago and I still miss her.
Hugs, Estella
I don't know if a daughter ever gets over that. I think it's a hard thing, no matter what.
Shirley
New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author
Coming this fall: MIRACLE ON CHRISTMAS EVE (Harlequin Romance) and REALLY SOMETHING another Hot Romantic Comedy from Zebra Books
www.shirleyjump.com or read “Eating my Words”
That was very touching and
That was very touching and bound to bring tears to everyone's eyes - how can you not think of your own mother whether she's with you or not. I'm lucky to say my mom is doing very well at 85.
Wow, catslady
85? My grandma is 97, and we are blessed that she is still with us and doing quite well.
Shirley
New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author
Coming this fall: MIRACLE ON CHRISTMAS EVE (Harlequin Romance) and REALLY SOMETHING another Hot Romantic Comedy from Zebra Books
www.shirleyjump.com or read “Eating my Words”
It does get easyer as the
It does get easyer as the years go by. I lost my mother when I was 34 that was 18 years ago. My son was born one week after she past so he is my reminder. It always bothered me that my son never new his grandmother, my sister took her place and was always his nanny.
My mother developed an infection in her brain at age 55 which left her unable to move from the neck down and unable to speak. She spent her last two years in a nurseing home, which we tried to visit often.
I still think about my mother from time to time, but life goes on and we do manage without them. I keep thinking when my time comes I will see her again.
Hugs, Gail
What a difficult end to your mother's life. I can't even imagine how hard that was for your family. My mother's last few weeks were hard, but not nearly as long as your mom's. I have the same thought that keeps me going, too. That in the end, we'll all be together again, too.
Shirley
New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author
Coming this fall: MIRACLE ON CHRISTMAS EVE (Harlequin Romance) and REALLY SOMETHING another Hot Romantic Comedy from Zebra Books
www.shirleyjump.com or read “Eating my Words”
I'm Touched..
Shirley - Thanks for sharing your story. I'm touched.
Thank you, Acdaisy!
Shirley
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Coming this fall: MIRACLE ON CHRISTMAS EVE (Harlequin Romance) and REALLY SOMETHING another Hot Romantic Comedy from Zebra Books
www.shirleyjump.com or read “Eating my Words”
Not something we ever outgrow I think...
wanting or needing a mom, that is.
Thank you for sharing, and I hope that you're able to reflect on some cherished memories of your mom while making some new ones with your daughter.
And I'm thankful to still have my mom now, although we did fight like crazy when I was younger and even more foolish ;)
Take care, Shirley!
What a wonderful tribute to
What a wonderful tribute to your Mom. I have lost both parents within the last 4 years. I, too, nursed Mom up till a few days before she passed with one sister taking over ever so often.
So often I think "if only I had..." and then I have to stop myself b/c nothing can ever be done now and regrets make me sad and blue.
Robyn,
I know JUST how you feel. I have those days, and have to stop those thoughts. I had to trust the wisdom of the doctors. My kids' teacher just went through the same thing with her husband, and honest to Pete, I can't imagine how people make these decisions without medical guidance. It's just so tough. And even then, you still question it. It does give you a whole new sympathy for those families on TV that hang on for years, though.
Shirley
New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author
Coming this fall: MIRACLE ON CHRISTMAS EVE (Harlequin Romance) and REALLY SOMETHING another Hot Romantic Comedy from Zebra Books
www.shirleyjump.com or read “Eating my Words”
LOL, Fedora
My mom and I did, too, when I was younger. I think it's because we were very similar personalities. And of course, we were both always right ;-)
Shirley
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Coming this fall: MIRACLE ON CHRISTMAS EVE (Harlequin Romance) and REALLY SOMETHING another Hot Romantic Comedy from Zebra Books
www.shirleyjump.com or read “Eating my Words”
Beautiful
As sad and touching as it is, it's also a beautiful story of lasting love. I took care of my aunt for two years on a daily basis. She had alzheimers and so it was touch and go each day. Some days were just wonderful and some I just felt abused, if that makes sense. That being said, we grew very close and I learned alot about her and my family from her. When she finally went to the nursing home, they would call me to come care for her still, since she wouldn't cooperate for them. It really was hard to get there everyday and still take care of my family, but I just knew she needed me and couldn't imagine how afraid she was. It broke my heart to explain to her why she was there, only for her to forget and be so mad at me the next day. Many tears were shed, but we did the right thing and had to believe that she would agree, if she could only understand. It got to where she just sat with her head down until she passed and it was one of the hardest things I have ever dealt with. It's been an emotional roller coaster, but I would never take back that time with her and know she is looking down, knowing we did what we could and that we loved her. Let's just celebrate the lives of these wonderful loved ones, so they can see our love goes on and all of the wonderful memories, even though they are not phsyically with us. The impact they've had is what we carry with us and that never leaves. Even in the hard moments, I know blessings are there as well. Big hugs to all!!! Smile today:)
hugs, Fedora
had to comment, because I know what you mean -- my mom had cancer, was sick for about 6 months before she passed and I was with her every step of the way, sometimes dh and I would spend entire nights with her at the hospital, and there were some great and some heart-rending moments there. She was unconscious a lot at the end, and before that, sometimes didn't know who we were.
I remember once, she didn't know me, and my father told her I was her daughter, and she was so pleased! She was so happy about that. It was actually really wonderful. And in the hospital one night, she was in a morphine coma, but one of the nurses said something about us being there, and said something about us being close, and she opened her eyes and looked right at me and said clear as day "always have been" and then went back to sleep. It was incredible, really. These are rich, painful times, but you're absolutely right that even the hard times have good moments, amazing ones, really.
Sam
Thank you
What an inspiring story... I undersatnd completely when you say a mother is a very important person :)
This book must be very special to your heart!
A mother...
A mother is so impotant... I share everything with mine! I really find it amazing that you still take time to talk to her on her birthday!
I am sure she is watching on all of you and is proud of her daughter ;)
Thank you for sharing . . .
What a wonderful memorial for you mother. Thank you for sharing.
Kit
thank you for sharing
Shirley, I hope you had a special day. And yes, you made me cry, too! A beautiful and painful experience to share with us all. My parents are both still alive, but we lost my sister's mother-in-law this year and her funeral really drove home to me how not-ready I am for my parents to die. I constantly wrestle with the fact that we humans are mortal beings, and that loving and having families and building connections with each other is fraught with risk and will always eventually bring loss. But, at the end of the day, the risks are worth it, right? Your book sounds wonderful. I'm going to make it my mission to track it down!
I can kind of relate. My
I can kind of relate. My mother past away when I was 15, and on November 9th that was 9 years ago. Even after 9 years, there are still times when it's hard to take. Now that I am older I can handle it in better ways, and I can appreciate her more. On the 9th I went to her grave and talked to her. It makes me feel better.
Ashley
I'm so sorry to hear of your
I'm so sorry to hear of your loss
I sure its very hard with out your mother around.
Beth
Shirley, thank you so much
Shirley, thank you so much for sharing this with us; I pray your memories of your mother continue to give you strength and joy. I also have a 13-year old daughter, and I can't imagine what I would do without mom there to give me advice -- both solicited and unsolicited! Your story reminds me to be thankful every day to have her in my life. God bless!
Moms
From your post I can see how much you loved your mom and what a nice tribute you wrote. I am lucky to still have my mom to talk to and it has been nice to talk to her but a lot of my relationship with my teenaged daughter is based on what my mother taught me and how she raised me.
Happy Birthday to Shirley's Mom!
What a lovely tribute to someone who must have been a wonderful lady! I lost my grandmother 1 year ago last month. She had been sick and not herself for a few years and in a way it was a relief to not see her suffering anymore. Just yesterday I came across a recipe she sent me with "Try this - let me know if you like it" scrawled at the bottom. She used to send me packages filled with seemingly random newspaper clippings and recipes. I used to wonder why....now, I still wonder why, but wish I'd get another of those packages in the mail. And you know, sometimes I do. She was a packrat and would sometimes start an envelope and put it away somewhere. As Grandpa cleans the house and finds them, he mails them to me! It seems like this is her way of saying hello and reminding me that she is keeping an eye on us! :-)
Hi Shirley
What a wonderful blog post. Hugs and Love to you.
We lost my mother this past May. I got to see her one last time just 3 days before she died of a massive stroke. We drove 200 miles to see my son graduate from college and spent some time with my mother. Little did I know that just 3 days later she would no longer be with us. I thank God that at least I had that small amount of time with her, before she passed on.
You are so right about so many things that we all take for granted with our mothers. Your mother as well as all of our mothers who have passed on, will always live on through us. Thank you so much for sharing your memories with us. I appreciate knowing that I am not alone in missing my mother. My wish for you, is that whenever you feel down, that memories of your mother, will always bring your spirits back up.
Mads:)
So sorry
I am so sorry for your loss. My mom is my best friend and I can't imagine not having here there when I call her at 6 a.m. on Thanksgiving morning to say "The inside of the turkey's still frozen & I can't get the @#! giblets, etc. out of the cavity of the turkey." I'm in my forties and I still have to make that call every Thanksgiving morning. I've got the phone on my shoulder working the package loose and just hearing her voice calms me down and somehow I manage to get it free. Sounds like a weird thing, but it's a special part of Thanksgiving shared by just my mom and me and I don't look forward to the day I won't be able to have that phone conversation with her.
I miss my mom, too . . .
Shirley,
your post brought tears to my eyes. I lost my mother sixteen years ago and I still miss her almost every day. Hugs to you, Karen Kendall
Shirley's Mom
Shirley--Your post really hit home with me. My mother just suffered a minor stroke last month and is now dealing with the aftermath. Although she is supposed to make a full recovery, I cannot believe this happened to my invincible mom. Thank you for the post.
Jeannie
The Horseman's Secret~Harlequin Superromance~Sept 2007
The Brother Returns~Harlequin Superromance~February 2008
Shirley I am so sorry for
Shirley I am so sorry for the loss of your Mom. What a wonderful tribute to her. I'm sure she must be very proud of you. My Mom is fighting both breast and ovarian cancer ~ you're story really touched my heart.
Hugs, Shirley
What a beautifully touching story. I miss my mom like crazy and she only moved away. Thinking of what life would be like without her is one of those middle of the night freakout things for me. I hope you had a good chat with your mom, and heard her whispers.
Thank you for sharing
What a touching story. Having almost lost my own mother who is not even 60 years old to a stroke I have learned not to take it for granted that they she will always be there. I have learned to cherish each moment I have with her and appreciate her.
mother love
Hi Shirley,
I lost my mother this year and my father three years ago. Like you I did not realize what an effect it would have on me until it happened. On one level I always knew my parents would die, I am a nurse and I have dealt with birth and death all my life. I knew it was just part of the cycle of life, but when it happened I felt as if my heart had been ripped out of my body. Now it is just broken, but I am told it heals. I see my mother everywhere and hear her talking to me when I least expect it,when I am lost I hear her giving me a talking too and telling me what to do. Sometimes I hear myself saying to my daughter the exact words that my mother used or doing something my mother would have done that before her death I would never have thought of doing. Then I remind myself how lucky I was to have her for so long and how blessed I was that she did her best and loved and understood me like no one else ever could. They say mother love is the strongest emotion that we ever experience. I believe it now. I hope you took care of yourself and your daughter on your mother's birthday because I know she would have been looking down at you with love.
Take Care
Sandra