Jan 292012

Ruth Voisin

It was twenty years ago today that my mother died suddenly.  I often wish I could speak with her again.  But time is healing my loss and it’s fun to reminisce every now and then.

She collected old lithographs with a theme depicting a bluebird on a tree branch with a little girl gazing up, usually looking out a window.  They reminded her of one by Bessie Pease Gutmann that her mother had.  Of course this morning a couple bluebirds happened by my backyard.  Every time I see one now I chuckle and think to myself it’s mom saying hi.

Mom’s the one who got me interested in genealogy.  She often said that I come from “good stock” and spoke of how strict and clean my German ancestors were.  Even though my grandmother’s pantry had a dirt floor, it was always swept and “clean.”

Not to get too mushy, but I keep in mind a star to represent loved ones who have died.  That way, no matter how busy or preoccupied I am, I’m always reminded of them when I see that star at night.  (It helps that I can identify dozens of stars and constellations.)

Mom’s star is Sirius in Canis Major.  She asked me one night on the balcony of a condo in which we were vacationing at Gulf Shores, Alabama, what that bright object was hovering over the ocean.  I explained that it was Sirius, the brightest star in the sky, and that it even has a companion star that orbits it.

So some time after she died I was looking up at Sirius and reminisced about that moment.  To this day I am reminded of her when I see Sirius.  Wouldn’t you know it, Sirius also crosses the meridian (it’s highest point in the sky) annually at about 10pm CST this day.  So tonight when I walk the dog, I’ll look up to Sirius, the brightest jewel in the sky and say, “Here’s to you Mom!”

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