In Loving Memory Of My Mom

My Mom, her business school friend Linda and me on the day of my sister's wedding

Today marks the 8th Anniversary of the death of my Mom.  She was my best friend, my whole world and my protector.  Where you saw one you saw the other, we were inseperable. Since she left, I feel like part of me is missing.  It's funny that when she was here she thought no one would miss her and that she had no one who loved her.  If she only knew the giant hole she's left in my life I'm sure she would be grateful and we would share a huge hug and some tears together. 

This is harder than ever for me because I look at her grandson, who was born on her birthday and think of what he's missing out on.  I went to the cemetary to place flowers on her grave and as I got out of the car, my water broke.  My prayers were answered and my little man has the name of her Guardian Angel as his middle name.  Aaron Timothy keeps me focused, grounded and every smile reflects her love and I hear her voice in every giggle.  Now I understand how she could love me even at worst and why she was so proud of me.

Heaven is a better place today because she is part of it.  I know she's watching me and is proud of what she's left behind.  I made a promise to her on her death bed that I would meet her in Heaven.  It's one I intend to keep.  She left a beautiful, Christian legacy behind and I am so humbled and honored to be her daughter. I love you Mommy and I miss you more than you will ever know. Rest in Peace!