Today would have been my mother's 66th birthday. She has been gone over 6 years and it seems like yesterday she was here. I miss her daily and I often wonder why the good die so young. Granted she abused her body with cigarettes and alcohol finally quitting both 5 years before her death from cancer. Her death reminds me how valuable and loved I am to my own (sometimes self-centered) family. My daughter once said to me she never wanted me to die. I am sure she has wished I would disappear at times, but die ... no. My mother's unconditional love was always there for us...no matter what me or my 3 younger brothers did she loved us. I am proud to be her daughter and only wish were here. She hs taught me well as I am able to open my heart to 5 stepsons and their growing families.
I am now a grandmother to my stepson's little Jacob. Hopefully if all goes as planned we get to take the little fatboy for a few hours on Sunday. That kid is so darn cute.
Happy birthday mom! I know you are in Heaven with your brother Nick and your sisters Rose and Mary singing Neil Diamond and dancing up a storm. I love you!!!