a mother like no other – Mama Cirrelda

Twenty year ago today, me mama left this world.

Honoring her here with my penned words from around that time for both her and Daddy. And with a photo of the Lilac she gave us 25  year ago.

Our Lilac 4.28.10

To our dear parents:

Can you hear?

You are missed so much.

Your daughters are reminded of you every day.

We are part of you.

We remember you as we throw away bills

as we organize a file drawer

as we read a recipe

read a book

hang laundry with clothes pins

see a book title

look through photo albums

look at the wind moving clouds high in the sky

see a gentle spider’s dead body in a box

notice a tendency to cry

as we look at our bodies

as we talk about plans

for the future.

Thank you oh thank you.

We know how long it takes us.

It takes us a long time.

We want to take that time with you

through these memories.

© 1991 Cirrelda Snider-Bryan


6 Responses to “a mother like no other – Mama Cirrelda”

  1. April 28, 2010 at 2:02 pm

    Cirrelda: When I read this post I am reminded that our mothers, in a sense, are not gone. You wrote this nearly twenty-years ago–and saved it. The tendency to cry, clouds moving, book titles: I know exactly what you mean. April is a cruel month, the month of both our mothers’ passing. But we both remember them in ways that keep them and us alive. Your mother was like no other to have passed on the traits you possess. Your poem is uplifting and sad at the same time. She was very special to have prompted your composition. I wish I could have known her. I hope she knew of your murals and of your work. The lilac bush–always a remembrance, always the sweet, sweet perfume of Mama Cirrelda’s gift to you. Thanks for letting us know about her. –Kindest regards to you, your friend, Jack.

  2. April 28, 2010 at 5:36 pm

    Jack. Thank you for sharing these words, this message. Like you do, you communicate so well and thoroughly with your written word, yourself – a kind and open being. Grateful for your solidarity across the wires!

  3. May 8, 2010 at 3:48 am

    Is the lilac bush still in bloom? I don’t see many of them.

    • May 8, 2010 at 4:01 am

      Really there aren’t many in your neck of the woods? The lilac blossoms have all withered, alas. Actually, the blossoms lasted much longer than usual this year due to dual action of later cold temps and extra moisture. Usually by April 28th each year my mom’s lilac blossoms just straggly. The blossoms that are blooming big now in the Upper Rio Grande are the snowballs. Our neighbor planted one for his wife Betty on her birthday May 7th I think years and years ago, but the new owners bladed it.

      Me spouse was over in the Mills Canyon area near Roy NM last weekend – Kiowa Grasslands. He said that at the campground near the ruins of the old hotel there were 2 lilacs in full bloom. Higher elevs have their lilacs still in bloom early May.

      • May 9, 2010 at 6:58 am

        C.C., you know, I just don’t understand people, but then again, I do. Blading lilac because….I read a post from an outraged blogger who saw his neighbors cut down apple trees in their front yard because the fruit fell on the lawn! And, then there was the example you wrote about.

        The explanation is along the lines of, “Oh, that’s just a tree, that’s just a pile of brush, that’s just a bunch of pasture grass, that’s just, that’s just….”

        No, it’s not “just!” It’s a home for animals, fruit for your cupboard and home for field mice that help spread seed and hawks to thrive….

        One thing I liked about parts of Germany was that they nurtured the land. I see the same process in parts of NM. I am thinking of the agriculture strips of land along the Pecos, up towards the interstate highway, backcountry, where the strips are well-tended and cared for, from the road down to the river. Narrow strips that show attentive work and patience. There is usually an acequia on the upslope, bordering the road. There’s a respect in that toil for the land and trees and water. C.C., you know exactly what I am talking about.

        There are other examples in NM, but that’s the first example of being a steward of the land I think of.

        No, that’s not just a lilac tree. That’s both a tree and a symbol of one person’s love for another. Don’t diminish either.

  4. May 9, 2010 at 8:06 am

    This line of yours, Jack, got me:

    “No, that’s not just a lilac tree. That’s both a tree and a symbol of one person’s love for another. Don’t diminish either.”

    I will post a poem I wrote in a little bit that shares the sentiment you just described that we both share.

    In solidarity,

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