It did not occur to me till late tonight that it has been 8 years since my mother passed away. I still remember that day very well. I had just returned from a quick trip to Auburn. My uncle and I were in her room at Providence. Some pastor from the hospital staff had come to talk to us when she quietly slipped away. While we knew it was coming, there is never anything that can prepare you.
I miss her everyday. But I also know that she is looking down on me happy and proud with how my life has gone. She is a guardian angel watching over all of her wonderful grandchildren. She wanted to be called Gigi for her grandmother name. That's how I refer to her with Cooper so that he may come to know her. I hope I can be as wonderful a mother to Cooper, as she was to my brothers and me. I love you Mom.
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