Time Doesn't Always Change Things

It has been a year and a half since we saw your beautiful face.  We miss you just as much today as the first day you left us.  I have missed you even more this week and I have needed to talk to you and get your advice so many times.  I wish you were here.  I love you.

On This Day

On this day, two years ago we got the news that sent us into a tailspin.  We got the news that Mom had leukemia.  And our second less fun and less beautiful but very heartbreaking Phantom Canyon journey began.

Catching Up

Well, it has been over a month since I have come over here.  I don't really have much to say over here anymore.  Mom is gone, our hearts are still broken and nothing will ever change that.  I still have days when I just can't believe that I won't see her or talk to her.  Then there are the days when a lady at church asks me "How is your Mom doing?"  what she really means is "How is your Grandmother doing?" but she always always says my Mom.  Man that is like getting something stabbed into your heart every time she does it.  It has made me try to avoid her these days.  I know that isn't the right thing to do but, oh well, that is life and that is how I am handling it.
I guess the only thing that has changed recently is that Dad is now retired.  It was time and he was ready.  He has gotten his classroom cleaned out and that was kinda hard. . .for me at least.  Mom's touch was there as it is in all of our houses and such so it is just one more thing that isn't anymore.  I hope that Dad enjoys his retirement and that he can find enough to keep himself busy! 
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Happy summer friends.

Happy Birthday

Happy birthday Mom!  We love you and miss you so much.

Flowers for Mom

I miss you so much.

Spring

This was Mom's time of the year.  She would make her yard look beautiful and then she would work on G-mom's and do the same thing.  I miss flower shopping, mulch buying, and just talking about the different flowers.  I really miss my Mom.  I miss everything about her. . . .and so does Dad.  And everyone else.

One Year

One year ago today, I got a phone call from my sister RAW asking if I had talked to my Dad that morning. She had been trying to get a hold of him and couldn’t. I told her that I would put some clothes on and run up to the hospital to check on him. I got to the hospital and he was there, Mom had continued to stay agitated during the night and he hadn’t turned his phone back on. Although I had not come to the hospital planning to stay all day (I had planned to go back home and get cleaned up . . .I didn’t even have on any socks with my tennis shoes) but I ended up not leaving. That morning the doctor told my Dad that if there was not significant improvement in Mom’s health, we had probably a week left with her. My sister from out of town came with her family and my other sister came from work (one of her students called his parents from her classroom and they rushed to be with us). Family and friends surrounded us with prayers and much love. We all gathered around Mom’s bed and told her that we were ready to let her go if that was God’s plan. She quietly slipped away as we told her how much we loved her.


Since that day many tears have been shed, many milestones crossed, many memories replayed and many hugs given. For those of you who didn’t know my Mom, you missed getting to know a very Godly, loving, caring, wonderful woman. For those of you did, you understand the loss of a woman who caused the sun to shine just a little brighter.

I take comfort in knowing that she is in heaven and is holding my babies but that doesn’t make the ache in my heart any less. I miss the time we used to spend together, the fun we had as a family, and the projects she was never afraid to take on. I miss knowing that she was just a phone call away when I needed her for anything.

Today we wear orange in your memory Mom. We love you and miss you. I still can’t believe it has been a year.

PS: We are taking care of Dad. He misses you so much.