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Reminders of my Mom

By SeattleTed

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

I lost my Mom to cancer this past December. Odd as it may seem, every time I hear Ran, I think of my Mom. First off, the two shared the same birthday. But it goes way beyond that calendar connection. I see in Ran many of the same great traits that made my Mom the wonderful person that she was: Feisty, fiercely independent and, above all, a whole lotta fun. My Mom is the one who introduced me to country music. In her final years, it was something we could share. I can only imagine how amusing it would've been if Ran's songs had been out when I was growing up. I could just hear her making a joke by telling me to clean my room or else she'd put me on a "Greyhound Bound for Nowhere" or ordering me to get my butt to bed before she peppered it with "Gunpowder & Lead".

Also, my Mom, just like Ran, cared deeply for animals -- especially dogs. A few months before she died, her and my Dad came across a dog that someone had beaten and abandoned in a ditch. The way my Dad tells it, he couldn't get anywhere near the dog, but when my Mom opened her truck door, the dog ran over and jumped up on her lap. Clearly, she had a connection with animals. That's why shortly after her passing, I made a contribution in her name to the Humane Society of East Texas.

Then a few months ago my Dad took in a small, mostly-white dog that someone couldn't take with them into their new apartment. Even though he already has three dogs, he said he took in the new one because that's what my Mom would've done. When he told me the dog's name I nearly dropped the phone: Delilah. It's another Miranda-to-Mom connection that makes me smile.

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