Do this...Not that (part 2)
Last week marked three years since my mother, Karen, passed from this life to the next. I usually like to spend some time alone reflecting on where I was, what I've grown from and God's tender mercy over my life but I couldn't because I was out of state chaperoning a trip. It was a blessed time with my daughter and her friends. It definitely was not a vacation, the schedule was packed and the sleep was minimal. I missed my Mom's prayers over us. I missed her texting and being genuinely interested in all the mundane details. There are very few people in your life interested in the boring parts of it. I've been revisiting one of the last conversations I had with her. I wish I could remember all that we said but I don't. What I do remember is me telling her how grateful I was to have her. She told me she was grateful to have me too. I'm so glad we expressed these types of things to each other. I wish I would have written more things down. I'm taking the ti...