Today is one of those days I struggle with every year. It is a normal day in every sense with one major exception for me….it is my Mom’s birthday. I just wish I could talk to her and tell her happy birthday. I haven’t been able to talk to her since 2003 after she ran out of time waiting on a cure for cancer. But, life goes on.
I will call my Dad today just to talk, reminisce, and share stories. I will recall all of the memories of my youth, the look on her face when I told her I joined the Army, how she embraced and welcomed MrsL in to the family when I brought her home, watching her the first time she saw each of her grandsons the first time, and remembering our last conversation. Life goes on.
Mom was a gentle Southern lady and never had a bad word to say about anyone. I miss her and the ache never really goes away…but…. Life Goes On.
Love you, Mom!