3rd Year Anniversary of Mom's death

3-8-10

 

 

*picture taken 11-2009*

 

 

Hard to believe, but it has been 3 years since mom passed. Sometimes it just seems like yesterday that I was  in the hospital room listening to her take that last breath. But then there is other times where is seems like I cant remember it. Such a hard balance between remembering that sad time and being happy we were able to be there, to being so sad that was the last memory I have of her.

I do not write this to be gloomy (if you know me at all you know that so is the opposite of me) but I write it more as a reminder for me. Because there is time that I really do think of the last time in the hospital and I can still hear those labored last breathes and I am sad. But there is those other times that I have to make myself remember those times. That is not a bad thing I don't think, I believe it is a human thing. Sometimes I have to make myself remember cause I almost (not really but seems like it) forget. And other times because I want to make myself remember. Although they ARE such sad memories, they are ones I NEVER want to forget. I know I am not the only one who thinks of her, there are lots of people who do, be them friends or her beloved family. Just the other day I got a text from Easton, my 7 (soon to be 8) year old nephew, he was on his moms phone and he sent a picture of gamma. He put with it, I am crying. So a sweet boy. I really know I am babbling here but it is nice to just write and remember her. But I will stop, maybe another time I will write more ( oh don't complain, you don't HAVE to read it. lol)