Thursday, November 1, 2012

Some Things About Mary I Don't Want to Forget


Did you see that video about the woman whose husband, a cop, was shot in the line of duty? She was tearful, but filled with hope and joy because they had been to daily Mass that morning and she kept saying how she would miss his thumbs.

I miss Mary's thumbs.  She had "McMullen" thumbs, or Irish thumbs, or "toe" thumbs as we used to tease her.  Apparently, clubbed thumbs is a real thing and celebrity Megan Fox has it too.

Mary had a severe peanut allergy.  She had a seizure as a toddler, back in the 80s when severe allergies were a relatively new thing.  I always thought her allergy had something to do with the fact that the night before she was born, Halloween, my mom lay on the living room sofa with a bowl of Snickers on top of in utero Mary.  I don't think I've seen my mom eat Snickers since.

Mary loved movies, books, technology, OPI nail polish, Bare Minerals make up, and Vera Bradley.  She liked the banana flavored Laffy Taffys, and she always ordered her Lion's Choice sandwich with extra seasoning.

She was more Irish than the rest of us, I think.  I remember one of her first appointments at the pediatrician as a newborn.  The doctor said, "Mary Margaret O'Brien.  You can't get more Irish than that."

A few nights before she died, her husband, my brother and his wife, the Chef and I all sat around her bed swapping silly stories.  Mary sat up and told us this hilarious tale...

There was a problem at her school where the kindergarten boys were hitting each other in the crotch.  At recess, in the building, all the time.  The faculty had narrowed it down to a few ringleaders, one suspect, a notorious bad boy.  He, of course, blamed a very sweet, innocent boy who never got in trouble.

The principal, and Mary's friend, Lisa, brought in the good kid for questioning.  First of all, the grown  ups were too delicate about the problem.  The kid was nervous and obviously confused.  Finally, Mary's friend blurted out, "Have you been hitting other boys in the crotch?"

His adorable response, "Not Weecently!"

Mary laughed and laughed.  She loved to tell a good story.   And she was a great listener too. 

Recently, Mary has been listening to my aunt's petitions.  My aunt had a double mastectomy last weekend after a long bout with chemo.  She has been anxiously awaiting the results of her tests from the surgery.  She got the call this morning on Mary's birthday, that she is cancer free. 

Happy Birthday Mary!  Dad loves to point out that you were born on your feast day.

As Mary's birthday gift to all, she wants me to share her last words to me with everyone:

"I love you, too."

15 comments:

  1. You made me laugh then cry. What a beautiful tribute to your sister. What a birthday party she must be having!

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  2. I never even met her, and you've got me missing her now too. *sniff*

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  3. After reading this, I'm not sure who was the luckier sister- you for knowing someone as awesome as Mary, or Mary, for having a sister who has the gift of seeing the extraordinary in a person.

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  4. Beautiful. Thank you for sharing. Love ya.

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  5. What a beautiful tribute. Thanks for sharing it!

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  6. <3 A sweet tribute to your beloved sister. Thank you for sharing Mary with us! You've been in my thoughts and prayers. There is so much inspiration in knowing that Mary's light is burning brightly. I hope that seeing that and feeling that helps warm the spaces of your heart that are filled with longing and mourning for her loss here with you. Love, hugs, and prayers, sweet friend. <3

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  7. Thanks, Spice. God blessed you all abundantly with her life, and you are blessing us with it now, too. Prayers for her this month especially...
    Lisa

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  8. You love so very well. Mary and you are such an inspiration of sisterly love. Love and prayers to you, Mary, and all who love you both.

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  9. I'm so glad you did this. What a party Mary is having in Heaven today; blessing her family all the while!
    XOXO

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  10. Thank you for this beautiful post. I just feel...I just feel like it's unfair that people's sisters die. Is that such a weird thing to say? I don't know. With four sweet sisters in my house right now, it's all I can think. It's all I can think...

    Happy birthday, Mary! I'm sure you're keeping them in stitches in heaven, too.

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  11. I asked big and have no doubt she'll pull it out for me! Prayers for all of you. What a wonderful tribute to your sister. Family is the best.

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  12. Beautiful post. May Mary's Memory be Eternal, and Happy Birthday.

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  13. Oh, Jessica--I just found this today, and it is so very beautiful! I'm so sorry to hear you lost a beloved sister--but also so happy that you had her.

    I love your dad's comment that she was born on her feast day. My husband's late mother was also born on All Saints Day, and we always say the same thing about her. She, too, was a teacher, a great Irish storyteller, and a great listener.

    Maybe she and your sister are swapping stories now? :)

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  14. Jessica, I never knew that you'd lost a sister. I read this beautiful post and totally cried. And I asked Mary to pray for all of you, and me too.

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Thursday, November 1, 2012

Some Things About Mary I Don't Want to Forget


Did you see that video about the woman whose husband, a cop, was shot in the line of duty? She was tearful, but filled with hope and joy because they had been to daily Mass that morning and she kept saying how she would miss his thumbs.

I miss Mary's thumbs.  She had "McMullen" thumbs, or Irish thumbs, or "toe" thumbs as we used to tease her.  Apparently, clubbed thumbs is a real thing and celebrity Megan Fox has it too.

Mary had a severe peanut allergy.  She had a seizure as a toddler, back in the 80s when severe allergies were a relatively new thing.  I always thought her allergy had something to do with the fact that the night before she was born, Halloween, my mom lay on the living room sofa with a bowl of Snickers on top of in utero Mary.  I don't think I've seen my mom eat Snickers since.

Mary loved movies, books, technology, OPI nail polish, Bare Minerals make up, and Vera Bradley.  She liked the banana flavored Laffy Taffys, and she always ordered her Lion's Choice sandwich with extra seasoning.

She was more Irish than the rest of us, I think.  I remember one of her first appointments at the pediatrician as a newborn.  The doctor said, "Mary Margaret O'Brien.  You can't get more Irish than that."

A few nights before she died, her husband, my brother and his wife, the Chef and I all sat around her bed swapping silly stories.  Mary sat up and told us this hilarious tale...

There was a problem at her school where the kindergarten boys were hitting each other in the crotch.  At recess, in the building, all the time.  The faculty had narrowed it down to a few ringleaders, one suspect, a notorious bad boy.  He, of course, blamed a very sweet, innocent boy who never got in trouble.

The principal, and Mary's friend, Lisa, brought in the good kid for questioning.  First of all, the grown  ups were too delicate about the problem.  The kid was nervous and obviously confused.  Finally, Mary's friend blurted out, "Have you been hitting other boys in the crotch?"

His adorable response, "Not Weecently!"

Mary laughed and laughed.  She loved to tell a good story.   And she was a great listener too. 

Recently, Mary has been listening to my aunt's petitions.  My aunt had a double mastectomy last weekend after a long bout with chemo.  She has been anxiously awaiting the results of her tests from the surgery.  She got the call this morning on Mary's birthday, that she is cancer free. 

Happy Birthday Mary!  Dad loves to point out that you were born on your feast day.

As Mary's birthday gift to all, she wants me to share her last words to me with everyone:

"I love you, too."

15 comments:

  1. You made me laugh then cry. What a beautiful tribute to your sister. What a birthday party she must be having!

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  2. I never even met her, and you've got me missing her now too. *sniff*

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  3. After reading this, I'm not sure who was the luckier sister- you for knowing someone as awesome as Mary, or Mary, for having a sister who has the gift of seeing the extraordinary in a person.

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  4. Beautiful. Thank you for sharing. Love ya.

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  5. What a beautiful tribute. Thanks for sharing it!

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  6. <3 A sweet tribute to your beloved sister. Thank you for sharing Mary with us! You've been in my thoughts and prayers. There is so much inspiration in knowing that Mary's light is burning brightly. I hope that seeing that and feeling that helps warm the spaces of your heart that are filled with longing and mourning for her loss here with you. Love, hugs, and prayers, sweet friend. <3

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  7. Thanks, Spice. God blessed you all abundantly with her life, and you are blessing us with it now, too. Prayers for her this month especially...
    Lisa

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  8. You love so very well. Mary and you are such an inspiration of sisterly love. Love and prayers to you, Mary, and all who love you both.

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  9. I'm so glad you did this. What a party Mary is having in Heaven today; blessing her family all the while!
    XOXO

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  10. Thank you for this beautiful post. I just feel...I just feel like it's unfair that people's sisters die. Is that such a weird thing to say? I don't know. With four sweet sisters in my house right now, it's all I can think. It's all I can think...

    Happy birthday, Mary! I'm sure you're keeping them in stitches in heaven, too.

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  11. I asked big and have no doubt she'll pull it out for me! Prayers for all of you. What a wonderful tribute to your sister. Family is the best.

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  12. Beautiful post. May Mary's Memory be Eternal, and Happy Birthday.

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  13. Oh, Jessica--I just found this today, and it is so very beautiful! I'm so sorry to hear you lost a beloved sister--but also so happy that you had her.

    I love your dad's comment that she was born on her feast day. My husband's late mother was also born on All Saints Day, and we always say the same thing about her. She, too, was a teacher, a great Irish storyteller, and a great listener.

    Maybe she and your sister are swapping stories now? :)

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  14. Jessica, I never knew that you'd lost a sister. I read this beautiful post and totally cried. And I asked Mary to pray for all of you, and me too.

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