Today is the day that my Mom has been gone from this earth for one year. Last year, I prayed for the one year milestone in hopes that my heart would have done some healing by then. I still miss her, but my heart has begun to heal. We have done all the firsts without her...Christmas, New Year's, birthdays, her 54th anniversary to Dad, but the first where they were in two different realms. Mother's day was tough. Harder than I thought it would be. Father's day was equally rough as we all knew that all Dad wanted was Mom. Today I will do the last of the first's. I will put flowers on her grave and be grateful for, and say farewell to, the first year. It is gone, we all learned, we all survived.
I love you Mom.
I miss you.
Even a 46 year old mother of 4 needs her own mommy sometimes.