I’m going to New York as one of the winners in the BlogHer Voices of the Year Competition. Since 2005, BlogHer has presented the largest conference for (mostly) women online content creators on the planet. At the heart of the conference, presented this year in New York City from July 17-19, is the annual Voices of the Year ceremony.
Thousands of entries were submitted by both content creators themselves and their fans and were reviewed through a juried process, winnowing the list down to a mere 5% of submissions that will be honored.
The honor is bittersweet because my winning blog is titled “My Mother’s Body Got Lost.” She’s smiling at me, still.
Here is my winning blog: My Mother’s Body Got Lost
I’m trying to plan my mother’s funeral, but we have a problem. We can’t find her.
My mother passed away Saturday after a long illness. I had all the funeral arrangements planned months in advance, so I was prepared when the inevitable happened. After she died, I contacted the proper authorities to transport her body 100 miles to her hometown of Wendell, Idaho for the funeral and burial. Some things don’t always go as planned. Two days later, we know that the body is gone from her assisted living facility but it’s not in Wendell. This is a cause for concern.
During the past few years, my mother has been lost in dementia. Even after moving her to a secure nursing home in Boise, there were times when I visited and couldn’t find her. The staff and I would search the facility and find her in someone else’s room and the two residents would be talking about their old times that never happened. No harm was done, and we gently, lovingly participated in their storytelling. But, I always knew she was somewhere inside the building.
Today I called the funeral home in Wendell and they hadn’t received the body. How do you lose a casket? I thought I had completed all the necessary arrangements, but I wasn’t familiar with the procedures for this dilemma. I used my inside voice and calmly requested that somebody do something. I called back an hour later and needed to employ my outside, aggressive tone. This last resort has been known to get immediate results and leave people trembling. I’m not proud of this trait, but it works.
At last, I received a call from Wendell that they had found her body still in Boise and the transportation was being arranged. A few hours later, I received a call that said she was near Bliss, a tiny village along the route.
“Of course she is,” I responded.
I hope she had a nice weekend and enjoyed having the last word. But, Mom, now it’s time to go home. Please.
Planning a funeral is similar to planning a wedding. Family and friends come together, some cry, music plays, and people wave goodbye. Except, at a funeral, the goodbye lasts a long time. This last momentary interruption is my mother’s way of telling me I’m not always in charge of everything. Somewhere, my parents are laughing.
Beth Rubin says
Congratulations! I’m a big fan, Elaine. Your award-winning blog was hilarious and the prize is well deserved. I admire your talent and your chutzpah.
Elaine Ambrose says
Thanks, Beth. This one is bittersweet, indeed.
Jo Ann Uline says
Congratulations! Parents always enjoy laughing with us.
Elaine Ambrose says
Thanks, Jo Ann. I know my parents are smiling at this.
Ruth Knox says
Your mom will be there in New York with you, Elaine, cheering you on. And still laughing. This is a pretty cool plot twist, and it’s not even fiction!
Elaine Ambrose says
Thanks, Ruth. I know she’ll be there. And, I better have my hair combed!
Richard Knox says
Break a leg. Ruth says, ” Not the one on which you had surgery.”
Elaine Ambrose says
Richard, you always make me laugh. I’ll walk slowly…
Kimberly says
Congrats Elaine, an appropriate honor. Family always make the best tales.
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Elaine Ambrose says
Thanks, Kimberly. My mom inspires some of my blogs…even after she’s gone.
Rena McDaniel says
Congratulations Elaine! Nobody deserves it more!
Elaine Ambrose says
Thanks, Rena. My life is one long comedy sketch.
Diane says
Moms. They do seem to get in the last word, don’t they?! During my Mom’s funeral, my sister was giving her all to “The Wind Beneath my Wings” and the window above her blew wide open. Startled everyone. There was a collective gasp. I laughed. It was so like Mom.
Diane says
P.S. Congratulations! I don’t know of anyone who deserves it more! 🙂
Elaine Ambrose says
Thanks, Diane. Great story about the wind!
Linda Metzger says
Elaine:
Wow-how wonderful for you! I am so proud of you! You can bet your Mom is getting the last laugh on this one and beaming proud as a peacock over your award! You are the best writer and person I have ever know! Congratulations my friend-always!!
Rebecca Forstadt Olkowski says
That’s so wonderful that you’ve won one of the voices of the year awards. I wish I could have made it out there. So sorry about your mom though. It’s hard enough but to have to have to deal with where she was must have made you crazy.
Elena Peters says
I’m so sorry for your loss. It’s so ironic that this happened to her. She was lost but eventually found, just like in life. Congratulations on your reward and thank you for linking to #MidLifeLuv.
Gilly Maddison says
Congrats and thanks for the entertaining read! Good to ‘meet’ at the Linky Party!. Sorry to hear about your loss though.
Donna says
Love this so much….it’s good to laugh, no matter what has occurred. And you are right your mom loved it!!