Appearance Counts

One week ago today, my mother passed away at home at the age of 96. My sister and I had the pain and privilege of being with her for the last two and a half weeks of her life. In that time, I learned a lot about living, dying, and yes, beauty.

Mom circa 1930's

Mom circa 1930’s

I asked Mom to reveal the secret to her beauty. Here’s what she told me:

Have a happy life.

Don’t eat junk food.

Watch your calories.

Have a loving family.


And use a little face cream now and then!

Mom washed with Dove soap and swore by Moisturel for day and L’oreal Revitalift at night. She often bemoaned the bags under her eyes so I bought her Ole Henriksen ultimate lift eye gel roll on. I instructed her to keep it in the fridge and when she put it on, loved the feel of the cool metal roller ball which helped constrict the puffiness. As for makeup base, she favored Estee Lauder for “dress up” but confided that she used Cover Girl for everyday as it gave better coverage at 1/3 the price! Classic Maybelline mascara was so important that she reminded me from a hospital bed that she had run out and could I please pick some up at CVS right away.

My friend Pamela said it best: Mom made a courageous decision to start dialysis in February and a courageous decision to stop it eight weeks later. The treatment sapped her energy and replaced her busy, active and independent lifestyle with exhaustion and care givers. This was not her style at all. She made her decision knowing full well the consequence as did we: between one and three weeks of remaining time as life would slowly drain away from this once vibrant woman. The family rallied, each grandchild and the two great grands old enough to travel all came to see her one last time. She was surrounded by a cocoon of love. Even when the “kids” left, they connected with her daily though Skype and Face Time. She marveled at this unexpected gift of technology.

Each day while they were there, she rose in the morning and dressed in a coordinated outfit accessorized with jewelry and wearing full makeup. She honestly looked so good that it was hard to comprehend that she was dying. Once only my sister and I and our husbands remained, she replaced her outfits with more comfortable robes, either jewel toned or brightly colored and continued to meticulously put on her makeup every morning; grey brow pencil, a little green shadow to accent her hazel eyes, mascara, foundation, blush and a soft berry lipstick. I would watch in amazement in her doorway as she sat at her makeup table in front of her magnified, lighted makeup mirror and put her best face forward. Then she would come out for breakfast and announce with a radiant smile, “I’m still here!”

I came to realize that she did it not just to make herself feel better, but to protect us for as long as possible from the sadness of her imminent passing. I told her care giver Mariel that when she stopped putting on her makeup, we would know she was leaving us. And so it was. The Sunday before Mother’s Day, she came out bare faced and greeted her visitors from the couch. The next day she didn’t leave her bed nor open her eyes and the following morning gently left us.

Mom and Me

Mom and Me

Her real beauty came not from makeup but from the joy of a life well and productively lived, the savoring of things beautiful and delicious, the generosity of her spirit and love which was returned one thousand fold by those who knew her.

But I kept her mascara anyway.



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9 Responses to Appearance Counts

  1. sudyaltholz says:

    So poignant and heartfelt that I have tears for the you and your sister. I always remember what you told me your Mom told you, as you faced big changes in your life: “You will always be my baby.” So goes the circle of life. Let’s all try to emulate that love and energy a little more.

  2. Marilyn Rosskam says:

    A beautiful tribute to your mom, Zoe. How lucky you were to be her daughter and have such a fabulous role model! And she was as lucky in having you. So many memories to cherish….

  3. Susan Feil says:


  4. Ginger Lane says:

    Such a beautifully written tribute to your Mom. You and she looked a lot alike. We should all be so fortunate to be surrounded by all our loved ones when it is our time…

  5. Susan or Jock Wright says:

    body{font-size:10pt;font-family:arial,sans-serif;background-color:#ffffff;color:black;}p{margin:0px;}That was a beautiful tribute, Zoe!I  was going to write last week but had to go to KY for my own failing Dad. I will be in touch for sure.Love, Susan

  6. Diane Harrison says:

    How beautiful Zoe. You have a lot of your mother in you…. Its a wonderful gift.
    One of my favorite memories of you is when you told us that you had to shave your legs before going to the hospital to give birth to your son. It still makes me chuckle.

    With heartfelt love, Diane

  7. Lynn Bernstein says:

    That was beautiful. See you Saturday. Lynn

  8. Diane White says:

    Zoe, such a beautiful heartfelt tribute to your Mother.i only met her once and she has made a lasting impression of kindness and laughter.
    Love, Diane

  9. elensotzing says:

    Hi Zoe,

    What a tribute to a beautiful lady! I am so sorry for your loss.


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