I'd probably tell her that everything is ok, but we miss her very much. That Dad and Missy are doing well. I see them every few months, which of course isn't enough. I'd tell her I wish we could all be together, but know it can't be. I'd tell her I married the most amazing woman, and that her granddaughter is the most special and charismatic kid in the world, encompassing so many traits that made her such a special and unique person. I'd ask her what she's been doing, what she's seen, who she is with, I'd ask her who she hugs when she gets lonely. I'd tell her I think about her all the time. I'd tell her so much more.
It's hard to believe it's been a decade. I remember laying in bed with my mom the morning I was to head back to school after spring break in 2001. It's my last memory...
My mom had it all. She was beautiful, she was creative, she had a heart of gold. She was sincere and sweet. She loved her family. She had a great smile and she loved to laugh.
Remember the girbaud jeans story??!!!!! Come on...it's a classic. Ask me if you've never heard it.
It hard not to shed some tears as I write and read this over, but they are good and cheerful tears because it's ok. I know she is with us, that she peeks in every now and then, to see what her kids and husband are up to. I know this is true because I can feel it.
Mom, I love you and think about you all the time. And everything is ok. You shouldn't worry. The values you and Dad instilled in Missy and I, we take with us through life and will pass them on...I promise.
This is my favorite picture of us - you look like Minnie Mouse, my ears are huge so I guess that makes me Dumbo. I love you.
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