It's 2015 and I am at a loss. A new year and Mom is gone. I wish I could pick up the phone and talk to her again, but I can't. I know she would want two things: she'd want me to move forward, and .... she would secretly want me to mourn her forever. Mom was both things. I miss her so much, mostly because I'm selfish and wanted her input and advice on so many things. She was my sounding board for all of my dilemmas.
She sure hated getting old. She'd often show me her forearms and say "just look at that skin! I look like an old lady!" She didn't much like taking all of the pills she was prescribed either. And she hated living in a body that was failing her.
But....she loved sushi, and she loved life. She was interested in everything and she loved Costco. She loved her "fine china" that probably kept Weyerhauser in business for quite some time. She loved her hats. She loved Fat Tire beer, and going wine tasting with Sonna Jean. She loved Girls Night Out on Thursdays, and she loved hearing from all of you. She love love loved the clock that her friend Cecil made for her. She loved lighthouses, and she loved the glass balls that her grandson Sean made for her. She loved the program "Create a Card" and she loved being able to "go online" to check things out.
I love hearing stories about when she was younger. I've only ever known her as my Mom- to hear other stories fills out the picture better. She was a lover, a giver, feisty and fierce about what she cared about. I can still learn much from her example. 2015... a year of change, a year of hope, a year of love.