It was a day that I dread every year since my mom passed- her birthday. It’s just not the same waking up and not picking up the phone and wishing her a happy birthday. Birthdays lose all of their luster once the person you are celebrating is no longer here. But this year was special….
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MY MOTHER’S SCENT
Today would have been my sweet mom’s 59th birthday. Happy birthday, Mumsie. I know you’re partying up there in heaven. Everyone has a scent. Take away the perfume or cologne, take away the sweat and blood, take away the smoke and mirrors, and everyone has a fragrance that is uniquely them. I remember when my…
IT’S BEEN TWO YEARS
I’m finding it so hard to think of the right words to say right now. I’m grasping for words to accurately describe how I feel, and I’m left speechless. Two years is a long time and an incredibly short time all at once. Two years. How did they go by that quickly? Two years ago…
ONE YEAR
Grieving is such a weird thing. It’s been exactly one year since my mom took her last breath. It’s been one year since I got to see her pretty face. One year since I heard her say, “Good night, sweetie pie” to me. And I remember everyone telling me that “it gets easier” and I’m…
