"You taught me how to love you by
The way that you loved me:
And by your unseen sustenance,
To see what you could see.
You gave to me through who you were,
The gift of what I am.
Your pride in me is now my pride:
Your faith, my caravan.
Your life does not conclude with death,
Nor will it end with mine,
For all the lives I touch, you touch,
And so on through all time."
I have no idea you wrote that, but I love it. Seems to sum exactly how I feel about my mom. At midnight this evening it will be my mother's 49 birthday. Its the third birthday that I have celebrated without her.
Tonight I didn't go out, in loving memory of my mom and to celebrate her birthday I made cookies, watched dirty dancing and cried, cried and then cried a little more. Its the little memories and things that remind me each and every day how she is such a huge part of my life. I hope she knows that my brother and I are ok, and I hope she is proud of me and the person I have become because of her. Its amazing to me how someone that I haven't seen in almost 4 years can be the most influential and important person in my life.
So Happy 49th Birthday Mom, I love and miss you with everything I am.
Your boo baby
To my mom: