2 Years

It's hard to believe that 2 years have passed that I've lived life without my mom...my dad without his beloved wife, my kids without one of their devoted grammies. Not to mention the many family and friends who were so blessed to know her and call her a daughter, sister, aunt, best friend, daughter in law. So many lives affected by the loss of one person. I don't have many words to express how I'm feeling right now. Desperate maybe? Really wishing I could tell her the wonderful news that we're having another baby boy. Wanting her to be able to help me and share the in joys of our life. I was talking to one of my sisters tonight about how we'll arrange the kids' rooms to accommodate to the arrival of a baby boy, and all the while I just knew that my mom would know exactly what to do, and I wish I was privy to that information. I know it will be revealed to me, just like most things I would have sought out her opinion on. After all, she raised us with such insight and care into those types of situations, but just to talk to her about it would be amazing. I miss her so much...that's all there is to it.

Some happy memories of simpler times...