I miss my mom. I miss waking up in the morning, and just seeing her there. I miss her laugh. I miss her heart. I miss everything about her, the good and the bad. Some days I think its so unfair that I only knew my mother for 11 ¾ years and others get to see their parents make it to their 90th birthday. Some days I am selfish like that. But I know that God has a plan and a reason for everything, and I trust in that.
For those who don’t know and are completely confused on what I am talking about, I lost my mom to cancer 10 ½ years ago. I was almost 12 when she passed away, she was 32. I was the oldest of the four kids, and madison was the youngest, she was 2. Poor sweet one, she does not remember my mom. What she knows about her, is what she has been told by us, and see in family videos. What really hurts about it is, she looks just like my mom, and has some of her character traits. Madison is carrying on a legacy of a woman she hardly knew. Mom was so scared that Madison would forget her, so scared, but we promised to help her know mom. I am really trying to keep up that promise.
I was reminded of that promise today, while I was doing Madison’s hair and watching tv this afternoon, when I made a comment about how I am not a good driver when I have to back up, and how I must get it from mom. And the look that came across Madison’s face but priceless, like she had unlocked a hidden treasure, she learned something new about mom. Mom could not back up a car very well. She has a tendency of running into things! Ha! The random memories that hit you sometimes! I really try to bring up mom as much as possible with Madison and tell her as much as I remember about mom as I can.
I LOVE YOU MOM! And do I ever miss you. We all do.
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