Yesterday I lost my mother (Kay Rubell) after her hard fought battle during the past six months. She had two major surgeries back-to-back last August, the second of which saved her life, but mired her in a long struggle.
We were already so very close, but through these past six months we grew even closer and had some deep and meaningful conversations. Someone told me the other day, “You do realize that she’s your biggest fan.”
I’d never thought of my mom that way, and I cry every time I really think about it.
My mom kept scrap books of my entire career from the first moments in 1985. I loved her so much! We called each other “best friend” every time we talked which was 20 times a week recently as she battled so hard to live, including my last conversation with her which happened last Tuesday night! She asked how my Super Bowl forecast was going, would it be accurate?
In 1996 she came to Kansas City to make me Thanksgiving Dinner and my General Manager at the time thought it would be a great idea to have her on the air every morning with me showing off a part of our beautiful city.
One day she was out at Crown Center ice skating. The next day she was on the Plaza. And, the last day she was live on TV at my house trying to make Thanksgiving dinner. It was delicious. My mom wasn’t a great chef, but she taught me how to make two amazing dishes; Chicken Kiev from scratch and gourmet hot fudge sundae’s. Seriously, the best hot fudge ever!
My mom grew up in a suburb of Chicago and she and my late father moved to Southern California to have a family in 1959. She had three sons, my older brother Jeff, my younger brother Scott, and myself. She has a younger sister in New York City, an older brother in the Chicago area, and a younger brother living in the Borrego Springs, CA. She was married to Earl Rubell, her husband of 21 years and they had just recently moved into their new home, an Assisted Living Facility in Santa Monica. They had sixteen grandchildren and four Great Grandkids, three of which are living in Australia!
Her favorite place was 18th Street Coffee House in Santa Monica, CA, and this is where we will be having a Celebration of her life on February 21st.
I wish I could have told her that is what we would do. She used to go there four times a week for her “Kaypuccino” as they called it, almost all foam and ½ nonfat shot. Through it all she was an original!
I miss you mom! You were my very best friend!