June 8th is/was my mother’s birthday. I still say is because that’s what this date will always bring to mind for me first. My mother loved celebrating birthdays, not so much her own, but everyone else’s. Birthdays were always a huge deal and had to be celebrated as such.
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Shortly after my mother died from metastatic breast cancer, I started a list of things I learned, or more aptly, things I observed from the whole experience of loss. Doing so was sort of out of character for me as I’m not a list person, as Dear Hubby will attest to. He makes lists for …
I think about my mother a lot during the holidays; there’s a lot to remember and a lot to miss. My mother was not only “the queen of good-byes,” she was the “queen of the holidays.” If you are missing a loved one this holiday season, too, you might be interested in reading an earlier …
Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday. It’s sort of a shame how it’s sandwiched in there between Halloween and Christmas. Maybe a different month would have been a better choice. But then there is that whole harvest theme…. Sometimes Thanksgiving doesn’t seem to get the “respect” it deserves.
Another summer is winding down. Temps are cooling off, and daylight hours are noticeably shorter. My dad always keeps track of (and shares) the exact number of minutes lost. But since I love fall, I don’t happen to mind the cooler temps and shorter days. Update: Sadly, my dad died in July 2016. Why do …