I am not sure I ever told you this story (memory) before you left us.
Looking back on my early adult years I think, like many others at that stage in life, I was more interested in my journey than yours.
How sad that makes me today.
Hindsight...is that what they call it?
You made thousands of sacrifices for me. You always told me I could do anything I wanted to do. You always made do with what was available. You told me about your memories of the Great Depression. I even heard you once or twice say a curse word.
My biggest lesson from you came when I was pregnant with Kristin. She was 10 days late, I lived in another state not knowing many people, and it was so icy that I didn't go out for fear of falling. I was a mess...scared, lonely, and sad.
I called you and you listened. Then you gave me some really good advice:
"My dear, sometimes things have to get worse before they get better."
Yep - that little girl was arriving sooner or later, and the hard facts were that before we could enjoy and love up on her...I had to go through the delivery.
Life is messy sometimes. Keep your goal in mind. Stay committed. Focus on what you want and why you want it. Know that you can do hard things sometimes. It's ok to be scared. Trust. Love. Believe. Aim Up.
Happy Mother's Day - best mom in the world and in heaven.
I love you!