Hey, Mom
Hey, Mom. Miss you every day, still. Don't cry about it too much anymore, but do more laughing. Think about all the fun times we had growing up and then as adults with you. So glad our kids knew you when you were full of fun and fearless, before your brain began to recede from all around you. I posted a picture of you with Miah on his bike...you were still in your fearless mode, sporting your shamrock tattoo, your red crocs and a big ass smile. That smile is one I hold in my heart always. Went on a trip a few weeks ago with the girls - these girls that I grew up with, and now am getting old with. We talked about our mothers, and how much they meant to us. I learned how all of our experiences with our mothers shape us into mothers and into people who at some point teach our children to parent, whether they have kids or not. These mothers of my friends, they were so much more than I ever thought they were. I hope that the next generation thinks that about us. I do remember thi...