Mother

On September 27th it will be six months since my mother died. Today it has been 26 weeks as she died on a Friday morning. I'm coming to accept her death and yet because of that it seems to get harder. Some days I'm okay and others I have a really hard time. There is a huge void inside of me because she is no longer on this earth. The hardest thing to bear is not being able to call her. I just want to hear her sweet southern voice again saying; "Hi, Honey!" Katelynn looks at pictures of her and says, "Look! Mama is alive!" Then she tells me how much she misses and loves her. She told my dad on the phone the other day that Mama was his best friend but she died.
The Holidays are coming up and I know it will be hard to get through them without her. She was always so sweet and would always give the best advice. I find myself many times a day wishing I could ask her something or talk to her about life, my children, etc. I look forward to the day I can hug and kiss her again. I miss her beautiful smile and hands. She loved Rosewater and Glycerin hand lotion. The day we dressed her for her funeral my sisters and I put that lotion on her hands. The smell will always bring that day to my mind. What a beautiful experience that was to dress her and honor her one last time. I know I'm healing because I don't often think of the horror of the day she died. Instead I remember her life and all the sweet memories I have of her.
Here are some pictures of my mother ending with the last picture taken of her on the day we celebrated her birthday, about 7 weeks before she died. I love you Mother and miss you very much! Til We Meet Again!

"Mother is the heartbeat in the home; and without her, there seems to be no heart throb."

Leroy Brownlow