Man, oh, man… It’s been 3 years since my Mom died. I really can’t believe that it has been that long, but also with all that’s happened in the world in the last 2 years, it feels like longer than 3 years.
I really hate cancer. She was 81 years old when she died. She did live a long life and no matter how long, I wish I had one more day with her.
We used to have conversations about my job hunt. She’d always say, “I just don’t understand why nobody will hire you.” I would respond, “Me, too.” I know she’d be so proud of me today and I know she’s smiling in Heaven knowing how I got that job we always talked about me getting. I alway want to make my parents proud. I think I have done it this time.
I love and miss you both. Today is such a sad day that three years ago today, mom died. But she went the way she wanted to with all 3 of her boys at her side and nobody else around. Peacefully and at home. RIP, Mom. Love you!