Losing a parent at any age is hard, but losing one when you're still young yourself, makes it pretty difficult. I only had her for 31 years; she was only 57 when she passed away. Kids need their parents for much longer than we think, and I still needed my mom very much. It's painful to me that my mom will never know my children (she at least was able to ‘meet’ Leah). She would have adored them and they would have adored her, too. When Mason was born, I wish I had her here to help me. I wanted her to show me how to be a good mom.
On the bright side, I now have a beautiful and courageous angel checking in on me (and my family) from time to time. I am grateful that she can walk, talk, and be happy once again. I want to give thanks for how blessed I was to have her for a mom. I hope she's proud of me. Thoughts of my mom still make me sad, but time has allowed me to start the healing process. Thinking of her brings back many happy memories that I treasure. I love you momma!
Other posts about my mom:
Life is Busy (2012)
Missing my Mom (2011)
Happy Mother's Day to My Mom (2011)
Today we visited my mom and sent her balloons to heaven.
Leah visiting with her grandma
Beautiful post, Lori - I love the balloons flying up to heaven. I'm sure your mom did too.
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