6 months later...
 

Today marks 6 months since the death of my mother. It's amazing the journey I have been on through out all of this. I still cry at times, but it's not every day like it used to be. I still worry about my dad, but I know now that he will be able to be okay and will be able to take care of himself and the house. But sometimes things are weird...you would never imagine how much people talk about their mothers...it's all the time. I kinda feel empty when that happens. For example, I really wanted to help make the nametags for one of the rounds of recruitment here, but the girl in charge of it said she was going home for the weekend and that her mother is really crafty and is going to help her. My mom was really crafty too...but we won't be able to make nametags together. We also had open house for our new DG house and it was so weird to see everyone with their mom and me just with my dad. Dad took two things off of our wish list and bought them for the house, that was nice. Parents weekend is coming up in October. I don't know what I'm going to do for that...there is a scholarship tea where we will give out some sister awards while the parents are there...that's not really my dad's thing (a tea), so I think I will ask my boyfriend's mom to come. Speaking of her, she has been awesome. I was with my boyfriend in his home town for his birthday in June and his mom and I snuck away to do some shopping. I miss shopping with my mom, so it was nice to have a mom to go with. I'm really kinda babbling, but I am doing okay, I guess I just needed to get all of this out and what better people to talk to than my sisters from afar whom I know I can count on to listen...

So anyway, it's been 6 months...just doesn't seem that long ago...but I'm sure I'll always say that...even when it's 10 years in the past.

I love you girls! Pick up that phone now and call your mom and remind her that you love her.

Gosh CJ I understand everything you are saying. You are right that mom stuff is everywhere and it just sucks sometimes. All we can do is cherish the times that we had with our moms. And it sucks so bad those times got cut short. I am always here for you if you need me. You know the funny thing is, I see my mom is so many of my DG sisters. Its stupid stuff. Just like the way they sit or how they would say something or how they would motion with their hands. I know that sounds crazy but its true. Maybe that's why I'm so close to them. Its just weird but it warms my heart each time I notice it. I think they are always watching over us and want us to be happy. I hope our moms know each other in heaven...

Re: 6 months later...
 

I think that sounds wonderful.

My father died 14 years ago (I was 19) and yes, I sometimes wonder where does the time go? When I turn 38, I will have lived half of my life, with my Dad, and half without.

Thank you so much for your precious words. My Mom is in her 70s now, so it's important to remind our Moms that we love them!