This is beautiful, Karen. As are you….inside and out. Not a day goes by that I don’t think of my mother, Virginia, that there isn’t something I want to share with her. So I do….through a quiet conversation. Sometimes out loud. Sometimes silent. Sometimes with laughter. Sometimes with tears. I keep her cell number in my phone and read her text messages from time to time. She passed away in July 2017 after a valiant 5-year battle vs lung cancer. She was my hero, my savior. She undertook a crusade in 2001, 2002 to save me from myself…and I thank God for her courage, faith, hope and love every day. from time to time.
Thank you. Moms never stop momming do they? You’ve been on my mind lately. I met someone who knew you at MWC. She was on your hall when you were a JC. Can’t remember her name but y’all called her something like the grain queen. Lol
This is so absolutely real. As painful as grief is, it’s also a confirmation that love never dies, and that’s pretty wonderful. You have captured this in your writing so well.
I love this. Thank you
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This is beautiful, Karen. As are you….inside and out. Not a day goes by that I don’t think of my mother, Virginia, that there isn’t something I want to share with her. So I do….through a quiet conversation. Sometimes out loud. Sometimes silent. Sometimes with laughter. Sometimes with tears. I keep her cell number in my phone and read her text messages from time to time. She passed away in July 2017 after a valiant 5-year battle vs lung cancer. She was my hero, my savior. She undertook a crusade in 2001, 2002 to save me from myself…and I thank God for her courage, faith, hope and love every day. from time to time.
Thank you. Moms never stop momming do they? You’ve been on my mind lately. I met someone who knew you at MWC. She was on your hall when you were a JC. Can’t remember her name but y’all called her something like the grain queen. Lol
Beautiful and poignant thoughts. ♥️
Thank you!
This is so absolutely real. As painful as grief is, it’s also a confirmation that love never dies, and that’s pretty wonderful. You have captured this in your writing so well.
Thank you Virginia