Mom … such a short word to fit so many feelings into

It seems writing can’t be completely avoided today. I tried all morning and all I accomplished was to drink too much coffee. This afternoon I got plenty of knitting done, but my laptop continued to mock me. I finally gave in and opened her up after dinner.

Tomorrow, November 30^th, is my Mom’s birthday. I almost typed “would have been her birthday”, but I realized that even though she has been gone for nearly two years, her birthday will always be her birthday. And I will always be sad as the day nears – and inevitably passes. The day passes – but thankfully, the memories remain.

My Mom, teaching a little fish-to-be how to swim, 60 some-odd years ago.

I love these photos taken at my Mom’s last birthday party. It was quite the blow-out, with a buffet dinner, great music, an unforgettable cake – and enough flowers to have it smelling like a florist shop.

My Mom passed away just weeks after her 90^th birthday. Oh, my … how she had looked forward to that party. It’s a good thing we hadn’t tried to go for a surprise party because Mom had her fingers in every single bit of the arrangements, even though she was pretty fragile towards the end. I think the giddy anticipation was nearly as much fun for her as the actual party. I’m glad she was able to stay for the big event. We did at least manage to surprise her with some of the décor. 😉

Do you see the lovely young woman in the photo on the top of the cake? Yep! My Mom! Gotta love the way they can transfer a photo right onto the cake – and it’s eatable! 😊

I’m going to keep this short. I am really not in the mood for a long ramble. I just want to put this out there tonight … my Mom was here in this world for ninety years. Her life had meaning and purpose. She lived a long, full life and she was loved by so many people. My Mom, Margie Thomas, meant a lot to me and to nearly everyone she knew. She was a huge influence in my life and always a good one. She was a wonderful daughter, sister, wife, mother, grandmother, great-grandmother and great-GREAT grandmother.

Mom, you are missed, but more important, you are remembered with love. You will ALWAYS be loved.

I miss you, Mom. Happy birthday in Heaven.

Published by 2dachsnite

I’m a RV Sometimer (less than full time, but more than a weekend warrior) living in Alaska, with dreams of seeing the country in my RV. I am 70 years old and married, but my husband isn’t a fan of RV travel, so my journeys are mostly solo except for my navigators; dachshunds Baxter & Rhonda. I’m also a spinner of tales - and a spinner of yarn (my other passion). My spinning wheel, along with the dogs, go along on all my travels. I look forward to sharing my stories, including photos and videos, with you. View more posts