Saturday, January 10, 2015

I Think of You at the Oddest Moments, Mom

You've been gone for almost two months now, and I can't say it's been easy, nor can I say that it's horribly tough. I suppose it's because of the difficult time we had since we learned that you had cancer late in 2013. No, difficult doesn't even begin to describe it.

I thought that your passing would be easy, compared to others, since we were "prepared" for it. As it turns out, we weren't.

Now that you're gone, I think of you at the oddest moments.

As I feel the shock of cold water streaming from the shower, I suddenly remember you singing and dancing to that song from Ally know, "Tell him that you're never gonna leave him..."

While walking up and down the aisles at the supermarket, I remember how I would look for adult diapers - the brand that you liked.

Then sometimes, out of the blue, random memories surface. I remember that one time when we had fried chicken for breakfast for the nth day, and I casually said "Fried chicken again?". You then threw a piece at me. I guess you were having a bad morning.

At night, every night since your funeral, I think of you. Some nights are more tearful than others.

We had more than our fair share of differences. I shut you out of many things in my life, but at the end of it all, I realize that you have always been there for me.

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