I guess that even without a worldwide lockdown I wouldn’t have been able to cook my mom a Sunday lunch, but 8 weeks ago I was in possession of a flight ticket home and now I have a voucher, and I don’t know when I’ll be able to use it again.
Still, I got to phone my mom today, more than once actually. Once to wish her happy mothers day and a second time to show off my sewing project and asked for advice.
When I was a kid my mom would do the most amazing needlework. I remember countless hours in the room where her machines were, having breaks with five roses tea. I remember stories from her student days, how she could make a dress from one meter to of fabric or sew a pair of pants in an hour.
My mom is an inspiration to me, not just because she is everything you could say about a mom, and my best friend as well. She has the most amazing capacity to care about people, and not just her family but also friends and people in the community. My memories are dotted with people who were in our lives because my mom brought a bit of extra love into their lives.
A few years ago on mother’s day we had a big family lunch for mother’s day. I cooked a pork belly, pampoen koekies and made a dessert worthy of a Christmas feast. I didn’t think I would be living abroad for the 3rd mother’s day in a row. I definitely had no idea that movement would be restricted for an extended period and the world would come to a standstill.
I hear more and more stories of businesses going under and I feel so powerless about it all. Its hard to keep the hope alive, but without hope, what do we have?
Be kind. Stay safe.