all good things come to an end...

WORDS TO LIVE BY...

I TRY BUT SURE I MAKE MISTAKES ALONG 

THE WAY!

It is said over and over, all good things come to an end.

The times we had, caring for our Mommy, it ended

with the death of her. We tried, we really did

to keep that closeness, that love to follow us

even after her death.

We vowed to try and get together monthly for

sister days. We missed the first month,

second month we spent the whole weekend at my

home in Plaquemine doing what each of us wanted

to do. Then through a series of events, I am sad 

because I know that thought, that we could all

stay that close, could continue forever

can't happen. We are all so different, so caught up

in our own lives, already growing apart as the glue

has left us. Yesterday was a hard day for me.

I missed my Mommy more than ever but mostly

because I know when we lost her, we also lost part

of a bond that she held for us.

I love my sisters, each of them in different ways

but I know the time has come that we need to move on

and to move on without our Mommy means

less time together. I pray that we all forever,

hold the love for each other that we felt for those

few months. I wish nothing but the best for all 

of my siblings. Pray for us all as we figure out a 

way to go on without "the Momma"