Over the last year and a half of blogging, I have had a few comments about the brass elephants that appear in many photos. Although I do think they look cool, there is a bigger reason why they pop up so frequently.
My beautiful mother, Janet, loved elephants.
She loved how they protect their young passionately. She loved how they live in families. And she loved that even as huge, 7-ton beasts, there is a gentleness to them.
Growing up, our home was filled with different types of elephants. My favorite book as a little girl was titled But No Elephants. I still remember how heartbroken I was when it got lost during one of our many moves.
Last year, I was finally able to find a copy online. My boys love reading it as much as I did.
Shortly before Mom died 3 years ago, she was very specific that she wanted her large collection of elephant figurines to be split up among her children and grandchildren.
We each picked a figurine that had special sentimental value to us. I chose the brass set I had seen in our living room since I was born.
The larger elephant once had tusks. I'm not sure what happened to them, but I'm pretty sure I was responsible for their loss.
Yesterday was Mom's 62nd birthday.
There is not a day that goes by that I don't feel her loss. I miss her so much. Thankfully, I am blessed to know I will see her again. In the meantime, I'll just have to love elephants in her place.
Happy Birthday mama!
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