My Mom

 Today marks nine years since my Mom passed away.  Sometimes it's still hard to believe she isn't a phone call away.  I can't tell you how many times over the years I have picked up the phone to call her and ask for a recipe or give her a new one I came up with.  I wish she was able to know we are alright and that we moved here to Tennessee  and have made a good life for ourselves.  She would be devastated to know how sick we both were and that I lost my leg and Steve lost so much use of his arm but,  she wouldn't be surprised we both have moved on and manage pretty well for ourselves despite any obstacles we hit.

Today I am just thankful that I had her for a Mom and for all she brought to the table, whether it was food, conversations, or something she could teach us.  It's because of her, my Dad, and husband I have so many interest and hobbies.