My mom and I were close, speaking every day, never arguing, she was my best friend. I always thought I’d freak when she passed, which she did suddenly on April 8, 1996. I didn’t freak. I didn’t grieve. I felt there was no separation. I still don’t feel she’s missing from my life. I’ve ever been a sentimental person. I’ve never been family oriented. In the 80′s, I co-raised a stepdaughter from ages 10-13. I love my family, but family life is not for me. Mom was the one who kept in touch with everyone. It’s only 17 years later I think I might have liked a copy of her address book. I figure whoever is meant to find me will find me, like cousin Laurie who found me on Facebook. Laurie and I are much alike and she’s fun to connect with. Mom would be laughing with us today. Happy Mother’s Day to the one who inspired me that giving others hope for a brighter future makes it come to pass for all of us so much quicker. I love you, Mommy! Have good day floating on your cloud playing a harp or rocking in your chair on your porch with your cat Lady in your lap, whatever it is you’re doing Up There or Over There. I can’t say you’re missed because I know you’ve never left.
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