This Wednesday, it will be one month since my Mom died. I’ve had the urge to post something about her death on here a few times since then but when it came down to actually doing it, I backed out. And posting about anything else seemed a little inappropriate.
Today was gonna be the day but the truth is, I don’t think I’m ready for something like that, at least not on a grand scale. So instead, I got out my photo album and found this picture of us together.
I believe this was taken in Fordyce, AR at my grandparents’ house when I was just a wee little guy. I love this photo because even though my Mom looks like she’s trying to be all serious and nonchalant, both her hands are wrapped around me perfectly and she has kind of a smirk on her face like she’s pretty pumped to finally begin holiday celebrations (looks like Easter to me) with her family…something she truly enjoyed.
I hope to write a lot more about my Mom as time passes, in hopes of documenting the days of her life before her sickness took over. It’s those days that are the most important and it’s the memories they hold that I hope will one day overshadow the darker times leading up to her death.
I’d like to give one final thank you to everyone who sent gifts and condolences and to those who have kept my family and I in their thoughts throughout the last month. We really, really appreciate it.
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