Birthday

This has been a tough week sort of. I have been feeling more strain at work and also today would have been mom's birthday. Why does it have to be so tough? I was going through some pictures this week for the scrapbook and I was basically able to classify photos into three categories. Dogs. Kids. Parties. I was crying but also sort of laughing because my mom certainly enjoyed her family gatherings, her dogs and her kids and grandkids.

She has now been gone for 11 months. At times it feels like eternity and other days I can't believe a year has almost past. I sometimes think back to last summer and what a blur it was. I really don't remember much about it. I remember a lot of trips to the hospital and of course the dreaded day when Steve came to work and told me mom was back in the hospital and not expected to leave the hospital. Can this really be happening? It sometimes feels fake. I wish it were. I wish I could wake up one day and she be here. I wish she could see Abbi and get a chance to really enjoy her. Mom loved this age. I know you are out there somewhere mom. I hope you know how much you are loved, missed and cherished.