My Mom

Four years ago today my Mom passed away.  When I type that it seems unreal.  In one aspect I can't believe it has already been 4 years. 
In another aspect it seems like it has been f-o-r-e-v-e-r.

If you knew my mom you know what a wonderful person she was.  She could be very silly and get the giggles - and then couldn't stop giggling.  The harder she tried, the worse it got and she ended up in tears giggling so hard!

She was the strongest woman I know but had the softest heart ever.  I honestly can not remember her saying an unkind thing about anyone...ever.  She looked for and found the good in everyone.  She treasured her family and friends.   She went out of her way to help people. 

My mom was also a best friend to me.  I was so fortunate to have that type of relationship with her.  I miss so many things about her. 

I miss her wonderful cooking. 

I miss her giggles. 

I miss her smile.

I miss her excitement at seeing us come "home." 

I miss her hello hugs. 



I miss talking to her. 

 I miss her goodbye hugs.

I miss hearing her say "I love you."

But most of all, I miss HER.

There was nothing left unsaid between my Mom and I, she believed in letting people know she loved them so we heard it often,  but I really miss hearing those words from her. 

I remember sitting in church on Sunday when I was little.   I would lean my head against Mom's arm and cuddle next to her on the pew.  It is one of my favorite memories from when I was young. 

No one ever loves you quite like your mom. 

She was the one who was there when I came into the world. 

She nurtured and loved me unconditionally.

 She understood me. 

Let's face it, there are just some times in life when you want your mom, no matter what age you are.

I saw this on Facebook several weeks ago and it so hit home for me.

I would love to hear my mom's voice again

see her smile

hear her giggle

get a hug

or hear "I love you."

But I could be so content just sitting beside her....

 leaning my head against her arm and being next to her....

 like I did in the church pew as a little girl.