V is for Vivian


Vivian was my mother’s name.

She was born at home in Bridgewater, South Dakota in 1919–two days after Christmas. The name Vivian means “lively” which is ironic since she appeared to be stillborn. The umbilical was wrapped around her neck. My mom was blue and lifeless. Assuming there was no hope, her oldest sister, Anne put Mom on the kitchen counter; out-of-the-way. A few moments later another of mom’s eleven siblings, my Aunt Idie, saw some movement; Vivian was alive!

And all was right with the world.

Mom led an interesting and colorful life. She was drop-dead gorgeous and lived for the moment. She had a lot of fun, as well as her share of tears. She never found her very own Mr. Right, but had a blast looking for him.

My mom was my best friend. She saw me through some of the most difficult times of my life, and never gave up. Even in the bleakest hours, she remained my personal cheerleader.

She died in her sleep in May of 2004.

And all is not right with the world.

27 thoughts on “V is for Vivian

  1. You do your mother honor with your lovely words. I’m so sorry for your loss. I lost my mom to cancer in 1989, and it is something one never gets over. She used to say, “The best friends you’ll ever have are the ones you raise yourself.” Thank goodness that is true. My fist baby was born the year after she died, and he and his sister have been a joy and a comfort.

    I am really enjoying your blog! Guess I’ll sign up as #179.


  2. It is rare good luck to be best friends with your mother. I am so happy for you, even though she’s gone now… there is certainly something of that friendship that remains.


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