Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Mom

It is March 11th again. I am going to make it I am sure..just need to breath deep and hold on and I will be okay.
It seems that every year it gets to me the same, one of these years I will not feel the sorrow so deep, til then..


Things I miss about you:
I miss your hugs,

I miss your hands,
I miss the smell of your skin,
The sound of your wistle,
Hearing you and your beautiful singing waking me every morning,
Starting the day off in our special way,
Watching you watch us all together,
Your big brown eyes that were so caring and held unconditional love for all of us,
Sitting in a room full of R.S. gals and knowing I had a friend with me,
The constant reminder you were to me of the kind of person I wanted to grow up to be..

It seems that my memories of you are growing smaller, I don't know how that can be!
I forget how you do some little things and wish I could ask you ..but you are not here to ask..

Why did you have to go before I could say goodbye, I wish so much that I could have held your hand as you slipped into eternity.

I will miss you every day of my life.

I know you are there doing the work that you were sent for but I wish you could visit for a moment..

Hold me tight my darling girl, and tell me one more time that I can be anything that I want to be..I believe you when you tell me I am beautiful, I trust you when you tell me that I am the best... Thanks for the childhood, thanks for the young women moments..Watch me as I soar into motherhood ~

I love you Mommy.

7 comments:

Rachel said...

There are no words I could use to do your post justice. That is simply a beautiful post that brought tears to my eyes.
Hope you made it through your day...

carizolli said...

*sob* That was very sweet! I'm sure your mom is very proud of her daughter!

I never met your mom but I heard about her. Jan loved her to pieces!

Kathy said...

I know your ache. When I was a little girl, I went chasing after my mom who thought I was on the bus when she was supposed to be picking me up after school. She didn't see me running after yelling, "Mama, Mama!" When she passed away, I felt like I was that little girl, running after her and yelling. I just have to believe that our moms are still looking after us. Whispering to us in the breeze, checking on us in our sleep... She loves you, LeaAnne.

Lisa said...

What a beautiful tribute to your mother! You put into such beautiful words the essence of a mother/daughter relationship. It touched my heart. I know you miss your mom a lot. Remember, she does love you, you are beautiful and you will see her again.

Stacy said...

I know you mom would be very touched by your overwhelming love for her. What a beautiful post. I love you friend. :)

Jen said...

That was so beautiful! You put it all into words amazingly. I'm sure they have heaven internet and your Mom is an avid reader of your blog. And I'm sure she loved it! Hang in there.

Rachel said...

I love the Heaven Internet comment. Yes yes yes!!

Sing along with LeaAnne~


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