I hate when Mother's Day approaches being a motherless daughter. This year is a double whammy to me. My mom's birthday falls on Mother's Day this year. My heart just can't take that. I was going to wait on writing a blog for that day, but figured I would get my thoughts out now and …
What is it about moms and their healing powers? My mom was known for her rocking chair. She would rock sun up to sun down, listening to her gospel music. If you're sick, climb in Moma's lap. If you need a hug, climb in Moma's lap. If you're sad, climb in Moma's lap. She just …
My word what a past couple days. I have not been in a blog writing mood. I couldn't wrap my head around everything I'm juggling to put my thoughts into words. That's just life. It's reality. Any one of us could easily look up and say, "Why me, Lord?". Instead, I remind myself to look …
I write this in the late afternoon of Christmas Eve. One thing that is very much in common with my hunka hunka and I from day one is our families celebrate everything on Christmas Eve. Then Christmas Day is just the two of us to relax. I thought about waiting to write this blog tomorrow …
The title of my blog will hopefully make sense by the end. Here's a picture my dad pulled out after I lost my mom. He absolutely loves this picture. He tells me he gets up often to sit and stare at it. Many times he says he talks to my mom. The picture hangs on …
I've been reading lately folks who write their own obituaries before they die. The quirky ones go viral. Each time I read one, I always think to myself, "I want to write my own." Why not?! Most recently a coworker's uncle passed. She said he didn't write his obituary, but he did plan his own …
Yesterday was my brother's birthday. Chubs passed away February 10, 2008. Every time I see a cardinal, I know it's him. Many birthdays I have now spent without him. I find solace in knowing Moma is with him now. I even found a feather while I was out walking at lunch yesterday. I know it's …
Yesterday was my birthday. Today has been two years. Two years since God called my sweet mom home. My mom died 2 hours and 50 minutes after my birthday. My dad said she held on long enough so she wouldn't pass on my actual birthday. I tend to believe it's true. Even though she didn't …
Summer is at its best today in the midwest: hot and humid. I love it. I'm not a fan of snow and ice so this is just fantastic. I sat outside this afternoon while Gracie Mae huffed and puffed making her go potty. That little diva just cannot deal. While I was sitting outside, I …
I love writing about people dear to me. My hunka hunka’s history has been told a few times over. Honestly it’s hard to always find the words. I have sat down many times to write a blog, but just can't express all my feelings. I started this blog many months ago, but determined to finish …
