Today marks three years since we unexpectedly lost Mom. And even after three years, the pain of that loss is still so raw. There’s a void that I feel like I’ll never be able to fill entirely. I still dream about her, but it’s usually dreams that involve someone or something preventing us from seeing each other. Like even my subconscious knows that she’s just out of reach.
Hello, my friends! I celebrated my 34th birthday yesterday. I know, you’re all thinking I don’t look a day over 25. It’s true, and thank you. 😉 I couldn’t help but think of my mom. Last year, my birthday celebration was the last time we were all together as a family, and I remember we had such a wonderful day/night. We stopped in to visit my grandparents (Mom’s parents) and had some snacks with them, then we continued the festivities at The Royal Palace. We ordered pizza, ate all kinds of goodies, including the delicious cookie cake Mom made for the occasion, and we played a new board game the Royals gave to me. I won, of course. Charlie was adorable. We laughed and laughed. It was a day I will never, ever forget.
This is the blog I meant to post over the holidays, but, alas, I was stuck in the land without internet. Dad’s completely cut the cord. He only really ever used the ‘net’ for his online banking needs, and to check the lottery numbers. At first I was like, “WHYYYYY? HOW? BUT I CAN’T LIVE WITHOUT IT AND SO I CAN NEVER COME HOME AGAIN UNTIL YOU GIVE ME MY INTERNETS BACK!”