I thought it would be easier the second year, but it doesn't feel any easier. Maybe even a little harder because I wasn't expecting it. So, Travis gets another opportunity to be patient with me and my emotions and my children as well. They are good at that. Now, if I can obtain the gift of patience with myself.
I miss my mom. I miss how she loved me, called me, supported me, said the perfect things to me, made memories with my children, made everything with my kids fun, did all the brain work while I did the leg work. I miss her.
However, she taught me so many things; one being when the going gets tough, keep going. So, I will simply keep going. I really have no other choice. It's going to be an emotional two months, but I guess now that I'm aware, I can avoid any real meltdowns...or not! Anyway...here's to the holidays and the love that my mom had for them!
Thanks for listening to my rant.
The kids in 2011. Grandma's last halloween tea party with us
I think cerca 1985 and our second summer in Hawaii!

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