I can’t believe it’s been a year already. One year since my mom said her last words, took her last breath. One year since I held her hand as I told her how much I loved her. One year since I told her how lucky I was to have her as my mom. It’s been…
Mom loved Christmas. As a kid, I remember her being on the floor, handing out the presents that were under the tree. Dad would be sitting in a chair, with the movie camera (the old 8mm kind with the big-ass floodlights) or the regular film camera as we got a bit older. But, Mom,…
It’s been 6 months since my mom passed away. Sometimes it feels longer. It seems like so long since I have seen her dimpled smile, heard the sound of her voice, felt the warmth of her touch. Yet, in some ways it feels like yesterday that I was with her as she took her…
Friday marked 5 months since my mom’s passing. Yesterday was her birthday. She would have been 83. As I wade my way through this year of firsts and through my grief I hear so many people’s advice in my head. “Take your time.” “Don’t let anyone tell you how to grieve.” “Grieve in your…
Last week I went on a family vacation – the first without Mom. I’ll be honest, it was difficult at times. I missed her – a lot. I had a moment half way through the trip of crying on the beach, my sister grabbing my hand as we sat and watched the waves roll in.…
I’m not going to lie to you. This past weekend was a tough one. I missed Mom so much over the Mother’s Day weekend. It just didn’t seem possible that she wasn’t here for it. I cried – a lot! My heart ached so much. I just wanted to crawl into her lap and feel…
