Tuesday, March 13, 2012

March 13th, 2012 (for lack of a better title)

It's my mom's birthday. And I miss her. Rather than attempt to write some elaborate post that I just don't have it in me to write after this past week or so, I dug through some old posts and enjoyed wandering through some memories. Three stand out: one where I described my mom, one where I told her a hilarious story that happened to me in part because I am her daughter (if you understandably don't click on all three, just go read this one, seriously - I'm a nut, and I bet you will laugh) and another where I sorted out just where it is that I know she lives now. She does not live in the sky. Still, she is all around me and within me, and seeing a beautiful sky today on the way home from work somehow seemed fitting.
57/366 - Happy Birthday, Mom.
(taken on my iPhone, as is, amazingly enough)


  1. Big hug. I know how much she means to you.

  2. She DOES live in you. And I'm sorry, I can't go read your other posts right now. Your loss and grief brings me to my knees. Happy birthday to your mom. Her birth and her life is a joy to celebrate. Hugs my friend.


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