• Skip to primary navigation
  • Skip to main content
  • Skip to primary sidebar
  • Skip to footer
  • About
  • Contact
  • Blog
  • San Diego Momma
  • Nav Social Menu

    • Email
    • Facebook
    • Instagram
    • Pinterest
    • Twitter
San Diego Momma

San Diego Momma

Sharing some humor, a bit of writing and way too much information

Home / PROMPTuesdays / PROMPTuesday #85: What Moves You

PROMPTuesday #85: What Moves You

PROMPTuesdays

I’m having a hard time feeling the holidays this season. It’s bothering me, all this groping for meaning and coming up empty. So…would you share something that’s moved you recently? Or a spiritually uplifting moment you’ve experienced? Where were you? What happened?

 

I would love to know. I think it could spark something in me.

 

I don’t know if I’ve shared this before, maybe, but the following deeply affected me, so I apologize for redundancy.

 

When my beloved Rebecca passed away at 4AM on November 10, 2008, I turned upside down. Not only was she a friend, mentor, spiritual support, and artistic inspiration, but she died at the exact time and on the exact day as my mother 11 years earlier. And even though I’m now a mother myself, I somehow felt childish, and motherless, in an immense wave of aloneness. It was a gutting. I draped myself over Rebecca’s hospital bed for several minutes after the hospital staff called her time of death because the heart monitor would beep every three minutes or so, and to me, that meant she wasn’t dead yet. The nurses wanted to unplug that dang monitor, but I just couldn’t have it, because any electrical activity meant a part of Rebecca was in this world still.

 

After, I remember walking through that gross hospital light and into a corridor playing canned Christmas music. I walked selfish, because I felt sorry for myself, dredging up how it was to have my mom die right before the holidays, and the regret for not being a good enough daughter, or a good enough friend to Rebecca. And now they’re both gone. And who is going to love me now, just because they have to? Like mothers do.

 

I got into my car, and suddenly it was as if a thousand tiny bubbles engulfed me. I told The Rock later that it felt like being in ethereal 7-Up. There was a lightness in the air, that’s all I can say. But also movement. As if someone high-fived my soul, which I know sounds completely ridiculous, but exactly right. It was a caress, and a smoothing of my brow, and an “it’s all OK.”

 

Like mothers do.

 

And I knew I was loved, just because.

 

Do you have a moment? Or a song, or book, or person that uplifted you? Please share.

 

Please post your submission in the comments OR post in your blog and leave a link to your blog in the comments.

 

First time to PROMPTuesday? Read a bit about it here.
Want to see what’s been written in the past? Catch up on the PROMPTuesdays archive here.

 

Share this:

  • Twitter
  • Facebook

December 7, 2009 · 5 Comments

Sure I’d love to see you again

Previous Post: « Holiday Meal Giveaway WINNER!
Next Post: You Can Vote for Me. (Or Not.) »

Reader Interactions

Leave a Reply Cancel reply

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

Comments

  1. Mama Mary says

    December 7, 2009 at 9:18 pm

    oh man, I’m too verklempt to type or talk or think about what I can possibly write for this. But it is too special to pass up. Gotta go get Kleenex and then I’ll try to compose myself enough to join in this uplifting prompt. xxx

    Reply
  2. Mama Mary says

    December 8, 2009 at 8:02 am

    Okay, mine is up. Thanks for the cry last night as I was typing this. Your story sparked a memory with me and this is it.
    Oh how the Holidays are that biting mix of bitter & sweet.

    Reply
  3. Stacy Rae Traynor says

    December 8, 2009 at 1:47 pm

    my boyfriend of 6 years was killed by a drunk driver, exactly 14 years ago, tomorrow. I was only 22 when it happened. since then, believing in anything has been difficult, especially around the holidays. as i was thinking about whether or not to post anything, a bee decided to pay me a visit on the window right in front of me. a bee has been visiting me on a regular basis since my boyfriend passed. I call him my ‘Bee Friend’. he always calms me and reminds me of my connection to something bigger out there.

    Reply
  4. Da Goddess says

    December 13, 2009 at 10:35 pm

    I love that you’ve remembered Rebecca so warmly and that you felt her love surround you. I remember you calling to tell me…how I felt so helpless and unable to comfort you on your loss.

    what moves me? Perhaps it’s the knowledge that I was given a soft place to land five weeks ago. A home that was safe, warm, and welcoming, even though it was away from my children and the rest of my comfy misery. A chance to reinvent myself, to find life amongst the ashes.

    My friends have always come through in big ways. Friends move me.

    Hugs!

    Reply

Trackbacks

  1. San Diego Momma » Blog Archive » More on the Spirit says:
    December 10, 2009 at 11:16 am

    […] back and write about more things that uplift me, happy things that don’t involve death and ectoplasmic soda pop. As such, I’m going to list some of my uplifters here. A few I’ve referenced before, so […]

    Reply

Primary Sidebar

I love words. Every one, every time. (Except “moist.” That word can go.) …read more

  • Email
  • Facebook
  • Instagram
  • Pinterest
  • Twitter

Sure. I’d love to see you again.

Categories

Archives

Blogroll

  • Blog This Mom
  • Da Goddess
  • Dirt and Noise
  • Discover San Diego
  • Foolery
  • Juggling Life
  • Mama Mary Show
  • Mel, A Dramatic Mommy
  • Mom Zombie
  • Mommy’s Martini
  • Motherhood is Not for Wimps
San Diego Momma

Footer

Archives

  • Email
  • Facebook
  • Instagram
  • Pinterest
  • Twitter

Categories

sandiegomomma

sandiegomomma
Back in Lake Geneva after 36 years… Circumstance Back in Lake Geneva after 36 years…
Circumstances have changed since post-Prom-picnic-circa-1986-vibes…
#WhereIsBryanAdamsNow
Dorm drop! 🏫👩‍🏫🥲💕 Dorm drop!
🏫👩‍🏫🥲💕
💫Travel poster for Saturday wine tasting.💫 💫Travel poster for Saturday wine tasting.💫
Celebrating the new 16-year-old with a quick Santa Celebrating the new 16-year-old with a quick Santa Monica trip.
And now she knows she doesn’t want to live in LA….
#LifeLessons
It’s happening….. It’s happening…..
Barely tolerating me….. Barely tolerating me…..
Beach day with my “little” one while big sis e Beach day with my “little” one while big sis explores Cal Poly…
Life transitions. Beautiful but I haz the olds.
#NotAboutMe #Whhhhyyyyy
A rare Bubbie sighting. Spotted in the wild. #HeDo A rare Bubbie sighting. Spotted in the wild. #HeDoesntLikePictures
Sunset squad. Brought a picnic and drinks to Del M Sunset squad.
Brought a picnic and drinks to Del Mar and watched the waves and horizon. Not too crowded or cold - another good hang with the neighborhood gang! ❤️❤️
Imprinting 2021 holidays on my brain (and in my In Imprinting 2021 holidays on my brain (and in my Instagram) (and in my antibodies). It’s a COVID New Year’s Eve…
Husband and I down for the count(down).
BUT. We’re doing decent and it’s cozy up in here…
Winery times! Winery times!
Guys on couch watching football; girls in kitchen Guys on couch watching football; girls in kitchen talking about everything.
Smells like a Sunday neighbor night. ;)
Line dancing lessons… My two left feet did nothi Line dancing lessons…
My two left feet did nothing right - but they did it with gusto.
Looking for a new book to read! #BookClub Despite Looking for a new book to read! #BookClub Despite the seeming divine intervention from above, we weren’t struck with the “perfect” next book to put on our list…..
Post-white-water-rafting super exhaustion. (Oh my Post-white-water-rafting super exhaustion.
(Oh my gosh you guys…! No! I’m not a sports model! But I totally understand how you might think so.) 😜😜😜
I wanted my hair to do that. #NordicSisters I wanted my hair to do that.
#NordicSisters
Dad’s hats on the people who loved/knew/laughed/ Dad’s hats on the people who loved/knew/laughed/sang with him.
Miss you Dad. Hope we do your hats justice. Lord knows we’ll have fun in them, just like you did. 😇
Paso Robles! Wine tasting beauty. It’s stunning Paso Robles! Wine tasting beauty. It’s stunning here. And the landscape is nice too ;).
Found my brother’s old ad copy. Good fun-writing Found my brother’s old ad copy. Good fun-writing inspiration...
Just in case I wasn’t feeling ancient enough, th Just in case I wasn’t feeling ancient enough, the rainbow jumper and white bobby socks oughta do it. No but wait! There’s a bowl cut. Annnnnnnddd giant gold-rimmed specs.
#CentennialFashion
Load More... Follow on Instagram
  • About
  • Contact
  • Privacy Policy

Copyright © 2023 · Hello Chicky

We use cookies on our website to give you the most relevant experience by remembering your preferences and repeat visits. By clicking “Accept”, you consent to the use of ALL the cookies.
Do not sell my personal information.
Cookie settingsACCEPT
Privacy & Cookies Policy

Privacy Overview

This website uses cookies to improve your experience while you navigate through the website. Out of these cookies, the cookies that are categorized as necessary are stored on your browser as they are essential for the working of basic functionalities of the website. We also use third-party cookies that help us analyze and understand how you use this website. These cookies will be stored in your browser only with your consent. You also have the option to opt-out of these cookies. But opting out of some of these cookies may have an effect on your browsing experience.
Necessary
Always Enabled
Necessary cookies are absolutely essential for the website to function properly. This category only includes cookies that ensures basic functionalities and security features of the website. These cookies do not store any personal information.
Non-necessary
Any cookies that may not be particularly necessary for the website to function and is used specifically to collect user personal data via analytics, ads, other embedded contents are termed as non-necessary cookies. It is mandatory to procure user consent prior to running these cookies on your website.
SAVE & ACCEPT