I’ve been missing my mom A LOT.
My mother loved basking in the sun for hours, reading her book; making her crafts…the warm weather reminds me of my mom.
I still have much grief about my mom’s final days and passing and I realize I may always grieve the loss of her. I try each day to think good warming thoughts of her and connect with her in my heart. Some days I find this easier to do than others, but I believe my mother still lives thru energy and thru those who knew her.
My mother was the strongest, proudest woman I have ever known. She made her way thru some impossible situations in order to walk again and raise me and my sister, not to mention the love and support she provided to her Grandson.
I am PROUD of my mother, and feel more proud of her each day.
Thinking of her strength and values makes me stronger…but I still miss her each day.