Saturday, May 9, 2015

This Missing Half of Mother's Day


This post isn't about the Eiffel Tower...


it isn't about the French countryside...


and it isn't about macarons...


But in a way it is. It's about my mother, and she loved all three. 

I lost my mom six years ago, and although I miss her every day, Mother's Day is particularly painful. So as a little tribute to Mom, I share these photos of some of her favorite things, and I'm re-posting this link to my story--her story--which I originally posted on this blog last year. It's tragic, and yet magical.

Thanks for reading...


4 comments:

  1. Treasure the fact that you miss your mum, 'Grief is the price we pay for love', I think the saying is. Not everybody does.

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    1. You are so right, Margaret. I'm lucky to have had such a relationship. So I cherish that. Happy day to you!

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  2. I had read the story last year but it was good to read it again. At least P is now old enough to start new traditions with you!

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    1. Thanks, Vicki! I posted again as therapy for me and support for others who maybe are in similar situations. Thanks for reading!

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