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April 23, 2023 my mom passed away, and for months it felt like nothing would ever be okay.  I missed talking to her about not much of anything. I missed her words of encouragement when I wanted to try something new. Honestly, I missed the times she’d get on my last nerve or read memes off her Facebook page to me. 

Somewhere along the line, my grief became less heavy,  and I decided to do the things I’d talked to her about. She isn’t here to like or comment on my Facebook page when I post about them, or listen to me blather on, but they still make me think of her.