So we are well into the new year, and things are starting to feel more settled, but there has been a major change in my family's life, one that I wish hadn't come to pass.
On November 1, 2013 one of my boys and I discovered that my Mother had passed. It was unexpected..and in fact, worry after no one having been able to get her on the phone spurred us to go to her home.
It is strange. I find myself thinking I need to ask Mom about this, or I need to remember to tell Mom about that..I've even told one of the boys to text Grandma when seeing an unadvertised sale, or finding some yarn or vintage crochet books at the thrift and then the sinking feeling of oh..wait..she isn't there.
Thanksgiving was hard, Christmas was hard..Jan 3rd was even harder. It took me a while to realize what was wrong with me on that day. It was Mom's birthday. She would have been 61. Too young to be gone. Sometimes I still can't quite believe it.
We miss her.
I miss her.