Eight Years
A little break from Christmas cheer for a few minutes of reflection.
Today it has been eight years since my mom passed away. So I am spending some time thinking about her before going back to enjoying the holiday time a later tonight. I no longer spend a good portion of the 19th of December feeling a bit down and reflective. She would not approve of that of anyone she cared about. This was her favorite time of year and it is from her that I developed my enthusiasm for Christmas and the traditions it brings. So I honor her memory by enjoying myself as everyone that knew her should, perhaps raising a glass somewhere in the day. I think she would like that.
Ok, back to life.
Comments
I always think about your mom/my sister so much this time of year-she sure knew how to make holidays special! Christmas always still has a bit of sadness for me-so many things that I took for granted changed and I miss seeing her so much. I do know she would be so happy to see you so happy although I am not sure she would approve of you flipping someone off with a bow around your finger as you so eloquently stated in your previous entry.:) Although she really did like to decorate everything so maybe...
Posted by: Grace | December 19, 2006 06:38 PM
thinking of you all day today, brenty! :)
Posted by: alison | December 19, 2006 09:49 PM
I spent the day x-mas shopping and listening to x-mas music, only later I thought what a good way to spend today. And I totally think she would like the bow in the finger. She would probably add a little bell.
Posted by: Brent | December 19, 2006 11:30 PM
I will say a prayer for your mom. All I can say is that when I picture her in my memory, she is always smiling. She was so nice and so cute.
Posted by: paige | December 20, 2006 05:44 PM
Our prayers are with you.
Posted by: Fletch | December 20, 2006 11:42 PM