Wednesday

This time last year we were waiting for Mom's white blood count to begin moving up after the transplant.  Gosh, that seems like such a long time ago.  It is amazing how different our lives are.  This was my week to stay with Mom and I desperately wish that I could do that again.  Just to spend time with her, to tell her I love her, to give her a hug.  I miss talking to her every day, shopping with her, knowing that she was around to answer questions, give a word of advice, just being my Mom.

Dear Mom:  I miss you so much..  Life is so different without you.  Please know that we all love you and wish you were here with us.