Saturday, December 12, 2015
I didn't expect yesterday to be so hard on me.
I mean she has been gone for a few years now.
Yet, yesterday I could not remove my thoughts of her.
I miss the Manor, I miss the bossy one she
was before dementia, shoot I just plain miss her.
Mom would have been 95 yesterday.
I know, she had a great life, a long life,
and yet on some days, can't help but be lonesome.
Sometimes I still wish I was just a little girl
with no worries. Sometimes I get doubtful
of what is offered to us after this life?
I hope she is there, wherever we go after
this all is over.
Happy Birthday, Mom!