Mother's Day Eve

There might be a lot of blogs in the next couple days... I write when I have a lot of emotion... it makes me feel better to release it.
It’s not like one day makes me miss my mom more than the other, but maybe some days are a little harder, and I wish she were here. I’ve caught myself about to cry about 30 times today. You think I’ve been so busy today because I like it? Nope, just trying to get through the days without shoving my face in a 1.75 qt of peanut butter fudge ice cream. So better be busy and get activity points, right? Do the things that I know to be true, and noble, and admirable, and excellent and praiseworthy, love when it’s hard, do everything I know to keep from hurting someone (hurting people hurt people, you know).

Also, do things I love… I went grocery shopping, I was in there so long that when I went in, gas was $4.08, when I left, $3.95. Don’t ask me the total on my bill. It was bad, I did have a lot of coupons, and got some free stuff, and I love grocery shopping.

Getting ready to move some furniture, hang some pictures, and do some other stuff. Gotta make some Mother’s Day gifts and cards.

I’m missing my momma today. I am thankful. I am. But that doesn’t mean I don’t miss her.

I think it’s gonna be a rough weekend. I better not start crying, or I’m never gonna stop.

Lord, I know the plans you have for me are never to harm me, but I’m missing my momma.
(Pic is from left to right... my momma (that smile is on it's third generation - my mom, me, and Phyllis), my dad's gramma ~Nana, my aunt Janie, my gram ~gram, my sister Dolores) around 1971

Comments

Anonymous said…
Dear Ms.Margie,
I love you. Just so you know. You make me smile a lot. And even though someday I WILL repay you for those lunches, I hope you know that I appreciate them a lot:). You're one of those genuinely good human beings, not to mention an excellent mother to one of my very best friends. And so, even though you're missing her, she's obviously very proud of everything you've done. I'd be perfectly willing to bet she's smiling down on you from where she is right now.
Margie said…
whoever this is... I'm sure that the love that you bring me during our lunches is worth way more than the dollar value.
I love you too...