Through this whole cancer journey I have missed my mom so much more so than normal. Every step of the way I have wished I could pick up the phone and call her...or stop in at her work and see her....or meet her for lunch at Sander's like we used to.
My mom died from breast cancer when I was 21. At 21 you don't know enough to ask all the questions you wish you knew the answers to later in life.
The good news is that I know she is with me and I take great comfort in that.
Found these old photos. Love them. The second one is of baby me and my much older sister Suzanne. I still look at her in awe like I am in this photo.
The more remarkable thing about these pictures is that I am sure, quite certain in fact, that my head (noggin' circumference) has not grown since these photos were taken.
xoxox
3 comments:
Awwww! What a beautiful baby you were--of course to grow up to the beauty that you've become. And look at your mom. Priceless. I know what you mean, wishing you could ask your mom all the questions you have now. And, funny, I so often have the same longing to go out to lunch with my mom. Our moms left us way too early, but they will live in our hearts forever. I know your mom has been with you the whole time. --Janice.
Happy Birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Mo-o, happy birthday to you....
the music is in your head....
I love you tons!!!!
Brenda
Maureen! Wow. I love that photo of you with yor Mom. How proud she is of you. Now more than ever. HUGS - Chris
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