...I seem a bit over sentimental, emotional, or just a bit too tender hearted this time of the year. I can't help it and it comes without warning...kind of like cooler weather. In fact, I think that is one thing that triggers it. My Mom, pictured below many many years before I was born, died only 4 days before Christmas 3 years ago. I miss her so much I cannot breathe sometimes.
Memories start playing through my heart and head and no matter what I do, they pierce me. Some are childish, fun, laugh out loud ones...like the time when we all tried to learn how to snow ski or how I could make her laugh with my funny faces. Some drew a portrait of her patience, like when she taught such an unwilling student (me) how to sew...and the look on both of our faces when I won the Sewing class award in High School! More are drawn from what a great friend she was and could offer the most logical advice when I needed it....Still others, just as precious send tears streaming down my face, like when she ate home made food I made from her own recipes, when she was almost too ill to keep food down....or the smile on her face when I came to visit her with a clip in pony tail in my hair! She told me to go and buy her one because mine made me look so cute!The holidays have always been my favorite time of the year...but without you with me Mom, something is just not right.