Summers Will Never Be The Same.

It has been one year since my mom passed away and all I can think about is how much I miss her. How much summers will never be the same. Summer was the time we would visit my mom the most. And we would stay as many days as we could. I wish I would have seen her more when she had her mind. Distance, time and circumstances permitted us from seeing her more than once or twice a year. I look back at these photos that I found in her camera she left behind and when I downloaded them I had to smile big! My mom definitely was having fun in her middle age years. You wouldn't think it but I think she's about 70 in these photos. I love her spunk and how she wanted to have fun throughout those years. Someday I will publish that book that I have been talking about since 2016. There's so much I want to write on here about my life and my mother. She truly did her best in raising us and I will forever be grateful to her. Grateful to her to have seen her go through challenges in life where she survived so much. Her example in how she raised me, and how has made me the woman I am today. But now that she's gone and I am not the same person I was a year ago. I know I have changed mentally and in other ways since she's been gone. My way of living and thinking has become different. And I believe that's a good thing. I want to remember my mom's passing as celebratory. I don't always want to be sad all the time. So my goal every year is to get better. To heal more each year. I know momma is with loved ones right now and most likely shaking her head looking down at how my days have been this past year. I'm sure there are also a lot of smiles. We miss you mom. Love you so much.