MOTHER, DEAREST

My mother died six years ago today. Time has just bitch slapped us so quick, I think my entire family and our friends all share the sentiment, where the hell did the time go? Oddly enought it feels like yesterday and decades ago at the same time. Not having her around is surreal, I don't know if I'll ever fully recover from the loss but eveyday is about making her proud so it makes the weight of her absence a little lighter.

My wedding last year was of course a hard day without her there, but I was wrapped up in her wedding gown as well as all the memories and knowledge of what she would have wanted.

I think we did good.

I wish David could have met her, knowing that she would have loved him so much. He's seen plenty of home videos and I've spoken about her at length with him so he feels a connection to her depsite not having ever known her, which I think is beautiful.

I never want her death to be a sad thing, because she was so strong and we've all learned and gained so much from her, so I always try to only think of the good times and her hilarious laugh. I'm reminded and inspired by her daily, and love talking about her, which I think is truly important. (Crystal, Chantel, Lindsay, I know you guys totally relate - do you talk about your moms/dad often? Doesn't it help?)

Life is this way, unforgiving and complicated, but it's also incredible so live it up and go hug your mom.