Sometimes it feels like yesterday when Mom passed away, and other times it seems like she's been gone forever. Four years ago this afternoon I got the call from Patricia that she passed away. Right now it feels like I just heard the news for the very first time.
I think of her every single day when I look down at my hands... her hands. I think of her when I walk through our living room, where I have her beautiful cream and sugar china dishes on a tray. I think of her when I entertain and get a little freaked out in the process. I think of her when I want to take a road trip and make meatloaf. I think of her when someone says that I sound like Grandma. I think of her so much more, in the little things. She had so many good qualities that she passed on to me and I miss her so much, especially today. I'd give anything to get just one more hug; and tell her I love her; and thank her for loving me with reckless abandon! Yep, I'm a fifty-something-daughter who wants her mom. ;)
Always,
Annie
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