It’s been 5 years today since I lost Mom. In some ways it seems longer; in other ways, shorter. How my life, and lives of my family members have changed, yet stayed the same. She would have loved to have seen her great granddaughter grow to be such an engaging little girl; she would have loved to have seen her three great grandsons. She would have enjoyed that her grandchildren or their spouses are friends on Facebook, while separated by many miles. She would have be disgusted with the political climate in both Richmond and Washington, and would lay blame at the feet of both parties.
It’s rare that a day goes by that I’m not reminded of her wisdom & counsel, or sharp intelligence, or pragmatic yet sympathetic approach to life.
I miss her, I miss our Sunday night talks, our internet chats, our frequent visits. But I know she’s with me as I journey on. That helps.