Happy birthday, Mom. I miss you terribly. She is always with me. Little things remind me of her. Last night there at our dinner theatre we were at a "meet and greet" with some of the cast, and fellow season ticket holders and there is a woman who is older than us that I started to talk with. She is a piano teacher, 57 years. She wears these cute matchy skirts, shirts, vests that remind me of mom's fashion sense. She and her husband attend the symphony, they come to the dinner theatre. *sigh* I bet mom and dad would love coming to the Alhambra with us. In the teacher's lounge, co-workers talk about their parents, and I get a little envious. I laugh at their stories, nod as they talk about the crazy things their mothers do and wish for my mom's witty, dry comments to keep me in check. One more call, one more hug, one more piano duet...I would still want more.
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Thoughts on getting more people involved in the voting process. Thoughts on educating people on how to look for facts among the political rhetoric. Thoughts on spreading more love, less hate. Prayers that people vote out hate and vote in hope. Prayers that people are open-minded. Prayers that love conquers hate.
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My parents both passed away in 2010. Today is my dad's birthday, he would have been 90. If I close my eyes, I can hear mom singing her "You're much older than I" song that she would taunt him with. He was 15 days older than her. I had a full-on break-down last week. I sat and sobbed because I missed both my parents immensely. You'd think after nine years I would have a grip on grief, but it comes in waves. You never move on, it's always there. You live with it. My niece posted a video about moving forward with grief recently. I had seen this video before she posted it, but it was exactly what I needed. Most days, I'm good. Then there are those days when you want to be comforted by the people who have shown you love no matter what. That infused you being with their humor, quirks, and sense of being.