Missing Mom

I'm always thinking of my mother, but this time of the year she is on my mind a bit more. I'm not a fan of the dark winter months and never have been. So, I think that makes me wish I could sit on my couch and chit chat with her even more. I know it always helped to make the winter seem less lonely and dark.

My great grandmother, my mom, my aunt, and my great grandfather

I miss talking with her about Shelly's birthday plans. Telling her all about the party decorations and the friends she has invited. I miss telling her about the gifts I've found for Shelly and getting her advice on what I should do for a craft at the party.

My mom and dad

I miss telling her about Lily's experiences with the volleyball club. And, letting her know about Lily's progress and teammates. 

I wish I could tell her about the trials and tribulations of our lives. I miss that part of our relationship. I love the memories I have of my life with her, but I so desperately wish that we could chat again.

My parents and my grandparents

As I reflect on what I miss about my mom, I can see the strength of our relationship. Loving her so fully has made me miss her even more. And, that's a good thing, I suppose.