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Your first job right now is you. Thinking of you brother. And praying. Hardest thing I ever went through. 

This was beautiful. My thoughts and prayers to your family during this time. Your mother seemed like a beautiful person.

Thank you for sharing those lovely memories of your mom, Brisket. You and yours have my deepest condolences.

The loss of family members, and loved ones is always hard. When it's your mom or dad the pain is particularly poignant. So sorry for the pain I'm sure you're family has been going thru.

12 hours ago, Brisketexan said:

 

So, I wake up for the first time in a world without my mother.  As we all will someday, if the order of things stays as we would hope.  And my father wakes up alone for the first time in over half a century.

Not the first time I've shared this, but it's something that has helped me - The Sioux (and many other Native Americans) believed that no living thing ever "dies".  The spirit, which is contained in an "Earth Suit" simply has to go in search of a new suit when the old one wears out.  Dad died when I was six, but he's not gone.  He's right there.  We talk a lot.  Most of the time it's a thought, feeling, or intuition, but it's there and it's real.

Your mom ain't gone, not even from the planet.  Like a lightbulb that burns out the energy isn't lost.  It's somewhere, in fact, it's everywhere.  

So is she.

Brisket, that was some damn fine writing, son.

You were blessed to get to know her.

And this morning, an aging robber in Buenos Aires woke up, scratching at an itchy old burn scar on his arm.

This will come off all kinds of wrong, but I loved reading that.  Sounds like Mama Brisket was an ace human being.  This comes as no surprise.

All my best to you and your family.

Sorry for your loss Brisket. Losing a parent is hard.

An excellent tribute, which brought fresh tears for my own mother, too.

Im sorry to hear about your loss, and grateful for the light you shine on, and from, your family. 

Condolences to you and the family, Brisket.  Lovely tribute.

Very well written, your Mom passed but you’ll carry on her legacy and what more would she want?   
 

Condolences

 

RIP 

My deepest condolences.  That was a moving tribute.  

I’m very sorry for your loss.  Mama Brisket sounds like she was a great lady.  I was going to suggest that if you ever needed a side hustle you could write obituaries for folks less adept at storytelling, but those wouldn’t come from the heart like this one did, and would probably fall a bit short.  A beautiful tribute to your mom, and I’m going grab a dozen raw oysters in her honor this evening.

Sorry to read this Brisket.  You are a good son, and she felt doubtlessly your love.  May she rest in peace.

@Brisketexan

Brother, I will pray for your mother tonight. May you and your loved ones be safe. 

Maybe we need a thread of being thankful for our mothers. I lost mine last year and everyday I think about the awesome impact she had on my life. She made me a good man and I will always be grateful. 

 

Be blessed my man. 

So sorry to hear it Brisket, and that was beautiful to read. Your mom sounds like one for the ages. You should read that post at the memorial.

Sorry to quote something cheesy but: what is grief if not love enduring?

RIP Mama Brisket

A giant hug to you and your loved ones. So sorry. 💙 You are not alone. 

Damn son, you can write. Thanks for sharing and thats for turning me onto Jose Alfredo

I'm very sorry for your loss Brisket.  Such a beautiful tribute you wrote.  I would've loved to have known her.  A piece of (God's) work.

I was thinking of your mom over the weekend, and I remembered what was probably the first time I spent any real time with her.

It was a weekend at the beach house. I believe it was the time you caught that nice trout in the back of Christmas. You grilled it with whatever else we were having for dinner and everyone shared a little bit of the fish around the table. Then I broke out that bottle of Maker's Mark I had brought along, and we sat around that little kitchen table and drank and chatted into the night. I remember mom sipping on a glass or maybe two, and you and I put a pretty good dent in the bottle. She was asking me where I was from and all that, and I told her about growing up with my grandparents. I always kind of dreaded that as a kid, because the next question was usually "why?"...Growing up it was hard to tell your friend's parents, or the parents of the girl you were picking up, that you lived with your grandparents because your dad was a heroin addict convict and your mom was a wandering drunk... but she never asked why. It wasn't until later, when I knew her better, and you had told me about her own childhood that it clicked with me why she didn't ask. She didn't ask because she didn't have to. She already knew what it meant, so there was no reason to make me uncomfortable. She would also have understood how important my family was to me...for the same reasons hers was to her. Because neither of us took having a family for granted. I think her giving me that big hug and complementing little Rojo like that was about the most beautiful goodbye she could have given me. 

And man, she could sling bullshit on par with any SETX refinery worker I ever met. The story about her telling your then girlfriend, now wife that she was going to have to learn to clean ducks and filet fish if she wanted to fit into the family still cracks me up. 

I lost my mother suddenly in October and it still hurts, she was 76 but healthy as a horse I wanted/needed her to be around my kids were and still are crushed prayers Brisket

Deepest sympathies Brisket, loved your post remembering her, would have loved to have known her, she did sound like a rip.

Thoughts and prayers Brisket.  She will live on through you.  You will do her proud.

Sorry for your loss brother. I’m glad y’all got to be with her at the end

May the best memories of times shared with your sweet mother comfort you in this time of loss. I'm sure she was a character because she raised a son with character.  Peace my brother.

I hope you find peace in this. Losing a parent is tough. She'll live on through you. 

So sorry man,  I know how important family is to you and I enjoyed reading the tales here and elsewhere that give some insight into the woman.

Ed

Just saw this thread. So sorry brisket. Losing my mom, which was a long time coming, was deeply emotional for me. Blessings brother.

  • 2 weeks later...

Condolences.

Being there holding a loved one as they transition to whatever is next is one of the greatest acts of love there is.

  • 1 month later...

I just said a prayer for you, Brisket. I assume all subsequent posts in the Shank thread under your handle will be homages to her.

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On 7/25/2021 at 12:24 PM, Whatever said:

I just said a prayer for you, Brisket. I assume all subsequent posts in the Shank thread under your handle will be homages to her.

She taught me how to enjoy the pleasure of canned vienna sausages with mustard at the beach as a child, so it would only be proper to honor her contributions to my culinary appreciation skills.

We're actually sitting in a beachhouse right in front of the one they owned for many years.  Kind of bittersweet looking back and seeing it.  But...I know she would have appreciated today's lunch and snacks of gas station fried chicken (Krispy Krunchy Chicken is outstanding, and I will brook no dissent), and fritos with jalapeno bean dip.  Today's crabs are boiled and in the fridge, and ready to join shrimp tomorrow night -- and she did love a good boil at the beach.

Well, hell.  I saw this at the time, read it and appreciated it.

And then neglected to say anything.

Condolences.  You eulogized her well, here.  She sounds like a great person, and you are a credit to her as a son.

14 hours ago, Brisketexan said:

She taught me how to enjoy the pleasure of canned vienna sausages with mustard at the beach as a child, so it would only be proper to honor her contributions to my culinary appreciation skills.

My dear mom got me started on those canned vienna sausages. Loved them back in the day.

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