Today marks the 2 year anniversary since my mom passed away.
There are times when it feels like so long since I’ve heard the sound of her voice or felt the warmth of her embrace. Then there are times when it seems like just yesterday we were sitting at the table having a nice chat after dinner.
I can’t express how much I still miss her.
Mom and I in Connemara, Ireland, 2010
Sure it doesn’t hurt as much or as deeply — it’s not as raw as those first weeks and months.
But it never goes away.
I never stop missing her. And I know I never will.
But as I sit here in my B&B in Clifden, Ireland, listening to the sound of the rain pelting on my window and looking at the lovely flowers on my desk — they’re yellow (my mom’s favorite color) and white — I know she is with me. I feel her here with me as I travel, explore, photograph — as I follow my passions and my dreams. The sound of her voice fills my head. I hear her tell me that she is happy for me, proud of me. “Follow your dreams, Sweet Pea,” she’d say.
The flowers on my desk in my room at Sea Mist House, Clifden, Ireland
My room at Sea Mist House, Clifden, Ireland
So as I travel on through this part of Ireland, making my way north to explore new destinations, I know she is with me. She’s my guardian angel keeping watch over me and encouraging me to do what I love.
And I am. And I will.
In the coming days there will be more posts with photos. More chasing my dreams, following my passions of travel, exploration and photography.
This post is short and sweet — kind of like my mom (although she definitely had a sassy side to her).
There are just a few images from my travels so far. Mostly due to the fact that the rain is preventing much in the way of good photography.
Did I mention it’s pretty much lashing rain here?
The church out my back window, Clifden, Ireland — raining like mad!
Connemara between Galway City and Clifden
Connemara, Ireland between Galway City and Clifden
Anyway, keep coming back and keep your eyes open on Facebook and your inbox for more updates.
In the meantime, in honor of my mom, I hope that each of you will follow your dreams.
And I hope that you will encourage your children, your siblings, your parents and your friends to do the same.
My mom always encouraged me and my sister and brother to do what we love. I’d like to think we have done just that.
I certainly am!
