Technically, I haven't been a "girl" in a long time. But I'm as lost without my mother as any young girl would be. It's only been three years since she died unexpectedly, and I still can't wrap my mind around the thought that I'll never see her again. At least not in this life. Today I wish with every fiber of my being that I could pick up the phone and call her. I'm ashamed to say I didn't make enough of those calls when I had the chance. I'm sure Mama forgave me. I'm not sure I'll ever forgive myself.The relationship between a mother and daughter is often complicated and frustrating, but almost always comforting and filled with love. Well, eventually.
I wish I could spend Mother's Day with my mom. But even if she were still alive, I probably wouldn't. She lived a six-hour drive from me. (And let's face it--life gets in the way of what we really want to do.) If you think about it, I'm only a heartbeat away from her. (My last heartbeat, of course.) As much as I miss her, I think I'll stick around a little longer. I like to believe my kids need me as much as I need her.
Happy Mother's Day, Mama!
