EDNA FUERTH LEMLE
Aprili 11,1916---Aprili 17, 2011
Kwa miaka 58 ya kwanza ya maisha yangu, ningelazimika kusema kwamba uhusiano wangu na mama ulikuwa mgumu na mgumu. Alikuwa mtu mkubwa, aliyejaa tamaa kubwa, ubunifu, hasira, na ukarimu. Nakumbuka niliwaambia marafiki kwamba nilimpenda mama yangu kwa dozi ndogo, lakini kwamba hakuja kwa dozi ndogo. Alikuwa nguvu ya asili.
Hakuwa na maana ya mipaka; kumbukumbu yangu ya kwenda kwenye migahawa na Edna, ni kwamba wakati mhudumu aliweka sahani yangu mbele yangu, uma wake ungekuwa kwenye chakula changu kabla hata sijaweza kuinua yangu. Mara nyingi angetokea nyumbani kwangu popote pale duniani, bila kualikwa.
Pia alikuwa anadhibiti sana. Baada ya kupata kiwewe cha kifo cha mama yake mwenyewe alipokuwa na umri wa miaka 11 tu-alihisi hitaji la kuishi kudhibiti kila kitu na kila mtu karibu naye.
Mimi na ndugu zangu tulipokuwa tukikua, mmoja hakuwa na mazungumzo na mama yangu; alitoa mihadhara kwako. Hata tulikuwa na shorthand kwao: LFTs au Mhadhara wa Leo.
Wakati huo huo, yeye pia alikuwa mbunifu sana na ubunifu. Aliandika, alichora, akiwa na onyesho la mwanamke mmoja la kazi yake huko New York na Paris; Alihusika sana na kujaribu kuleta amani zaidi duniani, kwa hivyo alifanya kazi na UN, na Chama cha Sera ya Kigeni. Alifikiri ulimwengu ungekuwa na amani zaidi ikiwa sote tungeshiriki likizo moja, kwa hivyo akavumbua likizo yake ya ulimwengu, Siku ya Shukrani. Alikuwa mbunifu, na kwa njia nyingi mbali kabla ya wakati wake. Kwa mfano, alipowaona watoto wake matineja wakiwa wamebeba vitabu vyao vizito vya shule vifuani mwao, au kwa vifuani mwake, aliagiza mikoba kutoka Uswisi ili kubebea vitabu. Unaweza kuona jinsi wazo hilo lilivyoshikamana. Aliwaona marubani wakizunguka uwanja wa ndege wa Copenhagen kwenye scooters, na kuagiza hizo kutoka nje.
Pia alifurahisha mambo. Nakumbuka nilikuwa na miguu bapa nikiwa mtoto, hivyo angefanya mchezo wa kurusha marumaru sebuleni na tungekuwa na shindano la kuona nani angeweza kuokota marumaru nyingi zaidi kwa vidole vyetu. Kulikuwa na kitanda cha duara sebuleni. Kulikuwa na vicheko vingi na Edna.
Pia alipenda sherehe. Nilitumia mwaka wangu wa upili wa Shule ya Upili huko Hawaii, katika Shule ya Punahou. Kabla tu ya kuhitimu, niliwaambia wanafunzi wenzangu kwamba ikiwa mtu yeyote anayeenda Mashariki hadi chuo kikuu hakuwa na mahali pa kwenda kwa ajili ya Shukrani, alikaribishwa kuja nyumbani kwetu huko New York. Watu 38 walikuja kwa wikendi. Wote walilala, na kulikuwa na miili kila mahali. Mama yangu aliipenda.
Kwa wale watu aliowapenda, alikuwa mkarimu sana. Ninathubutu kusema kila mtu katika chumba hiki ameguswa na ukarimu wake. Ishara yake kwa Siku ya Shukrani, na kwa maisha yake, ilikuwa cornucopia, ishara ya fadhila na utoaji usio na mwisho. Naye aliishi hivyo pia.
Uhusiano wetu ulianza kubadilika miaka 10 iliyopita, nilipotengeneza filamu kuhusu yeye, inayoitwa "EDN The Movie." Nilikabidhiwa hadithi yake.
Pia, alipokua, alianza kulainika. Zaidi ya miaka 5 iliyopita, nilipigiwa simu saa 5:30 asubuhi na mmoja wa walezi wake huko Hawaii. Alisema kwamba mama yangu alikuwa katika chumba cha dharura akiwa na homa kali, mapigo ya moyo yakienda kasi, bila shinikizo la damu, na nimonia. Nikasema, "Naja." Nilipokuwa nikibadilisha ndege huko San Francisco, nilipigiwa simu kwenye simu yangu na rafiki yangu mpendwa na mama yangu, daktari Chery Garvy ambaye alimpenda mama yangu kwa zaidi ya miaka 40. Aliniambia, "Ukifika Kisiwani, usiende hotelini kwanza. Njoo moja kwa moja hospitalini. Nadhani tunaangalia saa sasa." Nikasema, "Chery, nina safari ya ndege ya saa 6 mbele yangu. Mnong'oneze sikioni kwamba ninakuja, na afadhali asubiri." Chery alifanya. Mama yangu alisubiri. Nilifika Hawaii, na nikaenda moja kwa moja hospitalini na kumshika mkono kwa siku 8 zilizofuata.
Ilikuwa wakati huo ambapo uhusiano wetu ulibadilishwa. Hakuweza tena kudhibiti chochote. Lakini tulikaa, tukazungumza, na hata aliniimbia. Ilikuwa kana kwamba alikuwa na kile ambacho Wabudha wanamwita "Uso wa Asili." Uso ulio nao kabla ya kuzaliwa. Alikuwa mtamu, mrembo, mrembo na mwenye upendo, na hivyo ndivyo nilivyohisi kumhusu. Katika juma hilo la kuwa peke yangu naye, nilipata kumwambia nilimpenda, na jinsi nilivyothamini yote ambayo alikuwa amenifanyia mimi na familia yangu. Kila mtu, isipokuwa yeye, alifikiri kwamba alikuwa akifa, kwa hiyo nilisema mambo yote niliyofikiri kwamba huenda nisipate nafasi ya kusema tena. Alasiri moja, nilikuwa nimeketi karibu na kitanda chake, nikiwa nimemshika mkono. Alikuwa amefumba macho. Nikamwambia nampenda, nikamshukuru. Nilimwambia sote tulipenda kuwa naye karibu, lakini mambo yakifika mahali alipotaka kwenda, ni sawa. Angemkosa, lakini mahali alipokuwa akienda palikuwa salama, na kwamba angependwa huko na kupendwa hapa. Yeye hakusogea. Nikasema, "Mama nakupenda na nataka ujue kuwa nakusamehe kwa njia zote ambazo unaweza kuniumiza bila kukusudia." Hakusonga; hata kope, lakini nilisikia sauti yake wazi kwa njia ya telepathy: "Nisamehe kwa nini? Nilifanya nini?" Nikacheka. Edna kamili. Ubariki moyo wake, angali katika tabia.
Baada ya hapo, alitulia, na akaamua kubaki karibu na siku yake ya kuzaliwa ya 90. Hiyo ilikuwa miaka 5 iliyopita. Alikufa siku 6 baada ya siku yake ya kuzaliwa ya 95 wiki iliyopita. Katika miaka 5 iliyopita nilifanya safari 25 hivi kwenda kumwona. Ilikuwa imekuwa tamu sana.
Nilibarikiwa kuwa naye katika siku za mwisho za maisha yake, na kuwa pale alipopita. Chery Garvy alikuwepo vilevile, saa nzima kwa siku 2 zilizopita za maisha ya mama yangu. Katika masaa machache ya mwisho ya maisha yake, watoto wake na wajukuu walimwambia kwamba wanampenda. Nilicheza filamu niliyotengeneza kumhusu kwa ajili ya siku yake ya kuzaliwa ya 85, ili aweze kusikia watoto na wajukuu zake wote, mkwe wake, Robbie Bosnak, na marafiki kama Ella Kline ambaye yuko nasi leo, kumwambia kuwa walimpenda, na walimthamini. Na, aliweza kujisikia, kwa sauti yake mwenyewe, akieleza kwa uwazi na kwa nguvu hadithi yake mwenyewe, na kutoa wasia wake. Mwishowe, mama alikuwa jasiri, na mtamu, na alioga kwa upendo alipokuwa akipita.
Ninashukuru kwamba tulipata kutumia muda pamoja katika kipindi cha miaka 5 iliyopita, na kwamba nilipewa fursa ya kuponya matatizo ya miaka 58 ya kwanza ya uhusiano wetu, na sasa kuishia mahali pa upendo wa kina na shukrani kwa mwanamke wa ajabu. Edna, utakumbukwa.
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Thank you, brought back memories of my dad. Would love to watch the movie.
Very poignant story 😢
Mickey- I just read your beautiful tribute to Edna Fuerth Lemle and I now understand how and why you turned out to be the person you are. As we approach the halfway point between one World Gratitude Day and the next, I will try, at least, to think of your mother on that inspired day of hers. I note at the end of the New Yorker article that while she did not expect the world to reach the then far off year of 2000, the world did, and she did, too. You are truly fortunate to have had her in your life and I'm glad that uoungot to spend so mich time with her at the end of her life. I look forward to giving you a hug of gratitude when Imhope to see you at our 45th reunion in three short months. - Walter Zimmerman, London, Ontario
Hey Mickey,
That was kind of you to share with us the experience of having such a mother. Whatever relationship you have with your mother matters alot in life. We have a saying that goes,' Something that gets lost and you will never find is your mother'. You are blessed that you talked to her before she passed away. Those are sweet memories that will be treasured by you. Your mum is a remarkable woman and may her soul rest in eternal peace.
Kindly send to me your email and Edna the movie. Thank you so much and you have touched my heart.
Margaret Ntakalimaze- Ugandan
Email: ntakameg@yahoo.com
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Wow, I just relived my past reading your mother's eulogy. I too experienced the "blessing" of getting close to my mother in the last five years of her life. Somehow we both softened and blended perfectly when we needed it the most. She was an amazing woman, a great teacher, and I'm eternally grateful to her for choosing me and knowing just what I needed.
I could relate about a child's transformational experience with difficult parents. I am still there. I love it how they taught us TREMENDOUSLY along the way and how much we appreciate our life --- who we are and what we become have become. As difficult as the relationships may have been, we feel over- blessed by having them in our lives, we draw special forces and special people in our lives because we have special experiences with our parents. Love it!
This is a beautiful account of the power of love and forgiveness. Thank you Mickey. Love and blessings - you have touched my heart.
Thank you, so sweet!
I really was moved and intrigued by this article and eulogy. And it is possibly no coincidence that I am listening to a book right now (The Geography of Bliss) in which the narrator is visiting Bhutan! Blessings to you and thank you for what you shared.
Thank you Mickey for such a beautiful and moving post, it resonated with me on a deep level. My mom recently passed in November at age 83 and I too wrote a tribute to her that was incredibly healing -- http://renaissancelearner.c...
Although our relationship was complex like yours and I too had been given the gift of making amends and experiencing deepening love after several of her near death experiences due to cardiovascular disease over the years, it wasn't until I started writing the tribute and really took time to reflect on everything I'd learned from her that I began to fully appreciate her in a whole new light. She touched so many people in simple ways and I realize how much her spirit lives on in me and those who were blessed to be around her.
Your mom was a remarkable woman, I'd love to see Edna the movie! Thank you for sharing your experience on this journey with your mom.
[Hide Full Comment]happy birthday Mom, Ruth Alice Mae Morrow -Munro Jan2 1928-June 9 2010 I know your having a good time in Heaven, miss you, laurie