Tuesday, February 20, 2018

Missing my mom

On February 20, 2012, at 4 p.m. in the afternoon, my momma died. I put the date on my calendar but I don't need an electronic device to remind me. I woke up at dawn this morning with her on my mind.

She would have loved the weather today. The mercury eased into the low 80s with a gentle wind out of the west. She kept her space heater on at her house 10 month out of the year. The only time her gas bill went down was in July and August. 

I spent most of the day writing, but after lunch, I went out back as sat on the deck in the sun. Gray clouds seemed to be confused by the sudden heatwave so that seemed to race off in different directions. 

It didn't take long to realize that if I lingered there was a good chance my un-sun-screened face would get blistered so I stepped back inside.

I hope your day has been a good one. And if your mom is still alive, don't miss an opportunity to tell her how much she means to you.


  1. I miss mine also.

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  3. Wise words my friend, I am blessed that my Mom is still with us.

  4. Both my parents are gone and I know they are in heaven as both were good Christians in every sense of the word. I miss their presence but I rejoice that they are both in heaven and have no more suffering. They really earned their place there.
    Hugs, Julia

  5. I like to think that our loved ones that have passed on aren't that far away and I'm glad you have good memories and can feel her near. I know I'm blessed to still have my Mom and I talk to her almost every day. Jack lost his Mom in February of 2000 and his Dad February 21 (today) 2001. Thankfully we have a good memory today to celebrate as our Grandson, Anthony, is 16 today. Time goes quick. Big hug to you Rick.

  6. NOTHING takes the place of mama. I feel for folks who did not get to know their mother. They are important in one's WHOLE life.

  7. Every so often a waft of air brings with it the scent of my mother or some other loved one. Or if I'm looking for that one specific word that fits perfectly into what I am writing. She was my go-to thesaurus. Those are the times I miss her most.

  8. Dropped by my mother's house on my way home from work, Oct. 25, 2001, and saw the morning newspaper still on the driveway. I understand completely. How does one adjust to the loss of the bravest, kindest and wisest people one has ever known? One remembers, dreams, and tries to learn.

  9. What I wouldn't give for one more day.


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