Mother’s Day

Thinking of my beautiful Mom a lot lately. It’s been over 3 years now. I was reading this post again that I wrote on my first Mother’s day without her. I continue to be inspired by her quiet yet powerful legacy.

Soapbox Glory

Mother’s Day 2012…a bittersweet day for me and my sister and brother. We lost our mother to this world on March 20, 2012 at 12:20am. We were all 3 with her…holding her, touching her, loving her, letting her go. I spent the last 6 hours or so of my Mom’s life by her bedside. She was not conscience. But I know she knew I was there. She heard my voice and the voices of my brother and sister. In all the hours we spent with her, she only moved one time…when I asked her to let me know she knew I was there by moving her eyes back and forth or fluttering her eyes. She did it. She did it one time and one time only. But it was enough for me.

I miss the sound of her voice. I miss knowing that I could call her any time of…

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