Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

There are a lot of firsts

After someone you love passes away. If you think about it, every day there after is a first if it was a parent. As I said in an earlier post, my mom passed away on June 1st. Making that day the first in my life that I didn't have her in my life.

Today is my birthday. My first birthday without a Mom. The saddest birthday I have ever had.

My mom had been told not to have children, because of an accident she had had when she was younger. Doctors told her having children could endanger her life. She sacrificed, and had five.

I may sound selfish, I'm glad she blessed me with life. So, maybe I should wipe away my tears, and thank Mom for the gifts she has given me today. The gift of her never ending memory. The gift of her undying love. The gift of her strength. Thanks Mom, for all of the wonderful years you gave me, and for all of the wonderful gifts.

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

He ain't the Good Humor man

He's the Cool Dude!

You betcha I'd buy his treats and sweets if he came to my neighborhood.

Saturday, July 23, 2011

I believe in the power of prayer, and the innocence of children.

"A babe in the house is a well-spring of pleasure, a messenger of peace and love, a resting place for innocence on earth, a link between angels and men." Martin Fraquhar Tupper

The picture in this post is of six month old Jaxson. Little Jaxson has been diagnosed with stage IV Neuroblastoma. Please pray for baby Jaxson.

Monday, July 11, 2011

I choose to believe she waited

Life can change in a blink, in a sigh, or a kiss goodbye.

On June 1st, my dad and brother visited my mom in the nursing home. It was a good visit, because my dad would be allowed to kiss my mom before he left. In the days prior, my mom had a very high fever, from an upper respiratory infection. Kisses were not allowed, because masks were mandatory for visitors. A way to stop the spread of infection.

On that day, June 1st, before he left, my dad kissed my mom once on each cheek, and told her he loved her. He said she looked comfortable, and soft. When my dad and brother arrived home five minutes later, they received a call from the nursing home telling them my mom had passed away.

Haven't you heard stories of a person at death's door waiting for a loved one to be there before they go? Or, waiting until they are sure a loved one will be okay with their passing? Or, waiting until the love of their life kisses them goodbye? I have.