I Miss Her Always Now

Two days after she died I received a package from her in the mail.  In it was a St. Christopher’s Medal. Inscribed on the back were the words:

Peter

I will always be in your heart

Love

Mom

Her name was Leona Patricia Clark and she gave birth to me on October 2, 1953 in New York City’s Hell’s Kitchen. She was a single 20-year-old Catholic girl from Bridgeport, Connecticut. She had not been dealt an easy hand in life. Her mother died when she was three and a few weeks later, her father, an alcoholic, left the house early one morning and never returned, leaving my mother and her 12-year-old brother Frank on their own. Summoning up strength-of-spirit from God knows where, Frank put my mother on the back of his bicycle and peddled some 20 miles or so to an aunt and uncle’s house. There they were raised.

Seven days after I was born and against all her sweet heart wanted, my mother surrendered me for adoption.

We would not see each other again for nearly 34 years years. Not until I found her and we were reunited  on January 8, 1987 in Stamford Connecticut. Over the years I would learn what I’d always known to be true; my mother was my emotional and spiritual familiar. She was my beginning, my heart and soul, the light that got me through my days of homelessness, the deep heart spiritual soil from which I was formed.  There was, we both knew before and after we were reunited, a connection  so deep and powerful between us it was a universe unto itself, untouchable and unfathomable by any but the two of us.

Now, when life strikes hard as it did today when the home we’d thought was ours fell from our grasp, I think of my mother and the tears flow and she is with me still and I miss her always now.

Me & Mom 10-2-2000 a

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4 thoughts on “I Miss Her Always Now

  1. Thanks for sharing the memory and experience of your Mom's energy in your life…it surly has given you joy…and strenth in hard times.As for your dissappointment in pursuing a new home…is there anything I can do to help?~Donna K (will always have extra room for you and yours)

  2. Wait! Wait! What happened to the house you were going to buy? The windows? the barn? a place to call home…did you not purchase this place?

  3. PETER,Your writing about your Mom, the description of your connection was so beautiful. Not only are you a talented writer but a wonderful son.

  4. So very sorry about the house…it must be a great disappointment to lose so beautiful a location. Thank you for sharing re : your mother. Bless her for the strength and courage she passed to you! Sheila B.

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