Today (Wed) is my mom's first birthday that I will not get to celebrate with her. I watched this sunrise the other morning and I thought about her, and how much I missed her. I am thankful that I had her in my life for all of my 60 years- and wish sometimes I could go back for just one day to smother her with kisses and hugs and tell her just how much I love her. But I can't. That doesn't stop me from talking to her now though, and somehow...I think she can hear me.
sharing with Michelle