Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Two years ago today, this beautiful person died.
The world is different now.
At first I didn't want to live in a world where she no longer existed except in memories.
I didn't want to die but I didn't want to live either.
We have learned to adjust to this world and it has been agonizing.
In 9 days my sisters and I are going to New York City and she is going with us in a small turquoise urn.
Some of her will stay there to enjoy the beautiful city that she would have loved to visit with us.
She is everywhere all of the time.
She is love.
She raised 5 kids with little money and no help from the man who helped create us.
Everyone who ever met her loved her.
She was funny as hell.
She taught us to wear lipstick for a little color, to be kind, to sing silly songs about ridiculous things.
She loved coffee.
She loved Target.
She loved make-up.
She read us books.
She adored her grand kids.
She was everything and she did the best she could with what she had to work with.
She is missed every single minute of every single day.
We are all closer now because of her.
She was a nurse.
She is an angel.
She is mom.