I know that I am shoving a lot into each post lately and I hate that this isn't getting it's own post, but something a little ironic happened Saturday. My hubs was not a happy camper that he was going to be headed to the mall the last Saturday evening before Christmas, but I was ecstatic. I love to wander around the mall just before Christmas, under no pressure, browsing stores like Pottery Barn, Crate and Barrel, Williams Sonoma and so on. It really feels like Christmas when I do that. Art (The Man of the House, The Husband, My Husband...) really likes it too, but he just will not admit it!! Just make Starbucks the first stop and he is a happy camper! Anyhow, he knew that it was a special day on the 18th and he recognized that, but before we left for the mall he said that he really wanted to go and eat at Brio.... one of my favorite restaurants. It is just outside of our mall.
Brio was the restaurant that we took my mom to on her birthday two years ago to the date, her last birthday she celebrated--and of course, he did not remember. She turned 69 that year and my family of five, along with my aunt and mom, went to dinner to celebrate.
my mom
If you do not follow me, my parents live(d) just over an hour away from me and my mom LOVED coming to Raleigh and staying with us. She was extremely involved with my family and all of the things her granddaughters were involved with. She really was my anchor in many ways and she was a soccer grand-ma and a cheerleading grand-ma. She died February 8th 2010, after battling breast cancer.
(Austria 2007)
(1987)
I didn't know what to expect from myself on Saturday. Last year, I spent my mom's birthday in bed with her. I laid beside her in her bed and we watched Food Network and HGTV. I had my laptop with me and showed her some recent pictures I had taken. I began to close my computer when I was finished, but she stopped me, put her hand on top of mine and asked me to click through ALL of my pictures.... and I did. We laid there in silence as we watched about six years go by. I remember cutting my eyes over to her and watching her watch the slideshow. She literally studied and took in every detail of every picture. Every so often, I would make a comment about a picture and she would not take her eyes off of the screen, but would nod her head and sometimes smile and agree with what I had said. It was as if she was recording what she was watching inside her brain.
my mom and dad at senior prom
Afterwards, I snuggled up to her. I gave her an electric blanket and several cashmere caps for her birthday. One of the caps became her favorite and wold be the one she was wearing when she passed away. I took it off of her when I left her bedside that final time and I keep it somewhere special now. She had lost all of her hair by then and weighed less than 100lbs. By then, she was always cold. We cranked up the blanket to the highest setting and roasted together, or at least I did. I didn't dare move until she feel asleep . One year later, I wish I was still there, all snuggled up together, but I am not. She has moved on to bigger and better things. My mom would have been 71 years young on Saturday, but I like to think that she turned 1 in forever-years. I cannot tell you how much I miss her and how often I think about her. She is on my mind constantly everyday, even more so this time of year. I talk to her throughout everyday and just pray that she hears me. This will be the first Christmas in 46 years that I do not get to see her. Yes, I am that old, just ask my back.
back in the day that my back did not hurt!!
roasting marshmallows with granddaughters
me, my mom, #1 and #2 at my cousin's wedding-
I was the made of honor
grand-ma, papa and the three grandaughters (pre #3)
my mom and dad.... back when I was in high school
#2 with grandma and daddy at Chucky Cheese
I am so glad that #2 had a file of pictures of her grandma on her computer
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I just hope that all of my pictures are still on my computer when I get it back
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hopefully that will be before Christmas.