Please read first the link: Personal Testimonials about Marc to set the stage for this page.
The relationship between my mother and me is a perfect example of the term I coined and call PURE LOVE. From my birth, when I first opened my eyes, I saw the guiding light of my life—my mother. This is not only due to the fact that she was my mother, but also due to the kind of person she was. She was an extraordinary person who had had an extraordinary life in her own right. As stated in my link: Personal Testimonials about Marc by prominent people, they never saw and heard of love, devotion and respect as was obvious between Marc and his mother. It is beyond astounding. I say it is not a learned trait. We are both blessed to have it in our being. There are hundreds of examples, but I will mention just a few. They are all so natural consciously and subconsciously.
We never, never yelled, argued, or spoke harshly to each other—it could never happen. Every second, day or night, we would be there for each other—so natural—never any excuses. We were always thinking about what is best for the other and being there to assist each other. That doesn’t mean we didn’t have different interests and ideas. She was an amazing and superb mother to all her children. Seeing my sister and her together was of such beauty that it was PURE LOVE. Of note, I had an excellent childhood growing up with all members of my family. My mother and I talked every day. We were always there for each other, and never too “busy” to comfort, listen and tell of our feelings and do everything we could for each other. It was not “taught” in any way—either from me to her or from her to me. It was just the “only” way for us to be. It was never any other way. We both said we were blessed by God with each other. Just like I said in one of my quotes and which I coined for my PURE LOVE ones (my dogs included): I am them and they are me in the true spirit of the word.
My mother was a very healthy, energetic person. She was a real go-getter, full of life and a big-time achiever until the last five years of her life. Then she was in three different emergency, life-threatening health situations from which I saved her life each time, by acting immediately and with the aid of doctors. Example: on one given time, after I immediately saved her from a stroke as she was seconds from death, I then helped rehabilitate her myself (nobody could have helped my mother like me) each and every day to talk, walk, bathe, eat, read again and come back socially to normal. I never thought twice about it and it was never “too much” for me to do. I will always make the time for my loved ones. This is my choice—I have never been told to do it.
During this and every time I saved and rehabilitated my mother, I was still living my life each day—playing sports, taking care of my dog, seeing my girlfriend at the time, running my business and taking care of my home. Never, never did I complain or say it is too much for me. When I thought about all that I did on many occasions, it all didn’t seem real, but it was! That is the way I am made inside by my gift and my choice. It is as natural as breathing for me. My mother and I have always been there for each other from day one. She was so proud of me and always expressed it. The love between my dog at the time, Tanya (who I had for 16 years) and my mother was a thing of beauty. It just blew me away. My mother and I were always there for each other, no matter what. This never altered—it couldn’t. We both had our lives to live and our own interests. During this time, I kept her apartment for another two years, even though she was rarely there, as she was living with me. I kept it only because my mother, being so independent, wanted me too, and so I was there constantly to check her messages, get mail, etc. She was very proud and didn’t want people to know her health had broken down and did not want others to feel sorry for her.
One of the hundreds of precious moments in time was near the end of her life. She said to me with love, “Look what my precious son always does for his mother.” I responded to it, “It is you, you, my precious mother that I am blessed with.” We couldn’t be any other way for each other. I always honor my loved ones’ memory and have adorned my home with pictures at different stages of their lives. At least once a month, I go to the cemetery—always to put roses on my mother’s grave. Roses were my mother and sister’s favorite flower. I also visit the grave of my sister, who died in 1952. PURE LOVE is impossible to alter—it is in every fiber of my being, without looking for anything in return, and having no agenda, period.
There is no false modesty on what I did and continue to do for all my loved ones (both people and dogs). With that said, I am always humble by what God blessed me with to do, and do it all with grace and dignity, and 150% maximum effort. I continually go forward in my life today and in the future with beautiful thoughts of them all—no matter what adversity happened. The PURE LOVE I had with my mother was because of the type of person she was and still is in my heart and soul, and yes, she happens to have been my precious mother. As my definition says, PURE LOVE is light years above just love. Love can be altered, changed, etc., but PURE LOVE is for all eternity. It’s like a lightening bolt to my soul.
You might have noticed, I use the word “precious” for my loved ones and “babies” for my dogs. The reason I do this is to honor the memory of both my mother and sister. My mother would call me her “precious” son throughout her life. “Baby” is to honor the memory of my sister. She would say “Look at my beautiful baby brother.” We adored each other. I was only 10 years old when my sister passed away at 19. I continue to have PURE LOVE for each of them in life and death. I always honor their memory. It’s just me and how I am made. Included in all this is, from the 1970s until now, the PURE LOVE of all my dogs: Tanya, Shane and now Starr. This is very important. I want to convey to the good, decent people who may ask if I expect other people to do what I did and continue to do for my PURE LOVE ones in actions and deeds. No way. But with that said, I will admire deeply those people who practice with actions and deeds with true feelings and values (See examples in My 12 Inner-Core Values.) to the maximum that they can, and with no excuses. It warms me inside to see these traits practiced with honesty and sincerity. Since I am very proud of my Inner-Core Values (the following is so meaningful in turn because of that), I loathe when I hear some people say they also have these traits, which are then bandied about to impress and say to others “look, I am a nice, caring person.” They really are an “I, I, I, me, me, me person.” Believe me, it usually doesn’t take long for me to read this and put an end to this.
Of note: There is so much more about my beloved mother.
A serious moment in time: Near the end of my mother’s and Tanya’s lives (who died one and a half years apart, both due to old age), they both were in my backyard around the swimming pool, and they had such beautiful love and harmony for each other. I was inside my living room, looking at them through a large plate glass window. Knowing that the twilight of their lives was at hand and that they would soon be going to Heaven put such a warm feeling throughout my body to see their PURE LOVE for each other.
Of note: How and what I did on the three different times that I saved my mother's life when she was minutes from death will first be told by me, with my unique presence and way of telling the whole story to capture the moment properly. I will not short-change it with sound bites, period. It meant so much to me and my beloved mother. When I do tell it precisely, I will tell it to the person or persons I admire greatly. It will be part of my PURE LOVE ones. One of mine and my Mother's favorite songs by Elvis was, "Welcome to my World."
