You know the time will come. You have been through many big and small health care dilemmas. You have prepared for her final care and found caring and loving people to be with her. You wish you could have done more but know you did your best with the information and support of professionals and family. Yet, when the time comes, it still hits your heart and soul like having the wind knocked out of you.
“This is the day that the Lord has made, let us rejoice and be glad in it.” Psalm 118:24. I can’t tell you why this scripture rings in me when I feel so much loss. But, it is a glorious sunny January day and though it began with her leaving, I think this Psalm is mom telling me, “I am at peace, dear family. Be glad in your life, rejoice with one another for I will always be part of each of you.” “Smile, joke, be positive and find the bright light in every day.”
We have been gifted by a mother who lit the way and guided each of her four children to be themselves, honor family, honor God and care for others. She has imprinted her hand on the hearts of us all.
So, the Academy Award and the Nobel Peace Medal for “Wonderful Mother” goes to Bernice Bidwell born on April 8, 1922 in San Francisco and died at peace, on January 30, 2013 in Walnut Creek.
Maggie Dow Shapoff says
January 31, 2013 at 12:58 amMy prayers to you and your family Linda. Bernice was a very special and sweet lady! I always enjoyed seeing her at functions. If you need anything in the next couple of days please call me 925-324-2073 Thank you for sharing . Maggie Dow Shapoff
Janet Bidwell says
January 31, 2013 at 2:01 pmYou words were exactly what I needed to read. Thank you.
And, “Smile, joke, be positive and find the bright light in every day.” Grandma words lovely reminder.
Jan Martinelli says
January 31, 2013 at 3:05 pmMrs. B will always be in my heart. She was an example not only to her own four children, but to me, her daughter’s friend. I was loved and treated as one of her own. If the family were having a meal, and I “just happened” to be there, well there was a place for the fifth child. I knew I could count on her if I were having a disagreement with my own parents. She didn’t take sides, just used her common sense to help me through my crisis…so many times, I wanted to be a Bidwell. I loved my own parents, but the Bidwell house was so much fun. God bless and keep you Mrs. B