I remember many road trips with Mom. I've been thinking about them a lot since she passed.  As we traveled many, many miles across country Mom would tell me things and point things out people, nature, and life in general. I remember thinking many times that I was just tired of hearing her philosophy about things and wanted her to hush so I could ride in silence.  Now that silence is heartbreaking.

I wish I could talk to her once again and hear her comment on the un-interesting tidbits of life.  She could talk about anything and make it seem like a life-lesson.  The things that were annoying are now things that I long to hear about again.  She used to coach everybody who would listen regarding cooking, gardening, art, color palettes, plants, and many other subjects.

  Man - I miss her.  She was such a huge part of life and most irreplaceable.  Everybody's mom is irreplaceable but when it's yours there's a special kind of emptiness when she's gone.  The one that always was there - always...through thick and thin - whether she was disappointed, mad or proud of me...she always was there, and now she's gone.  There's no way to make myself get over it and my heart is so sad.