So it was today, last year at 6:50 pm that my dear Mama MB passed away.... One of the saddest days in my 32 years of life. Which is expected. When you love some one as much as I loved her. It's true, when I read a pin the other day that Mom is one of our first loves. There are no words truer in this world. I pray my children feel for me, if only a smidgen, the way I felt for Mama MB. The way I feel, the way I will always feel. She may be gone from this world. Gone from my sight and I can't "hear" her voice. She will live on forever, in my heart and memories. With each glance I catch in the mirror, through the eyes of my monkeys and from my family.
She left her mark on this world, that's for sure. I can almost guarantee anyone who met her, surely could never forget her.
I sit back and think about it all the time, every day when I come down the hill and look up and see her house sitting up there. I know she's not there, my Dad is there and her pets are there. It's a constant reminder though of how much I miss her.
This day last year, I had no idea how sick she was. Papa MB didn't call us and let us know. I remember reading his text, that she wasn't' doing well at all. I went down the hill, up the hill and to her house...
It was then it hit. She passed that night ....
I miss her so much. It's been a year. I still feel like she's going to come home from some vacation or that she won't be mad at me tomorrow and I can call and talk to her, lol. Not that I've any idea what she would be mad at me for.
Wish she was here to meet her first grand son.