There’s a post going viral right now amongst my mom friends. One about a mother who was dealt a horrible hand of cards and lost her battle to breast cancer. It’s titled, “She crawled.” It shares this part, and I’m pretty sure this is where every single reader completely loses it and starts to cry. …
This is my one of my favorite pictures of my Grandma (on my mom’s side). She passed away five years ago today. I hate not having her a phone call away. I want so badly to take that road trip that we did when I was little, and drive to her house. Over the mountains, …
It doesn’t seem like eight years. I shouldn’t be able to close my eyes and replay that evening. It’s not fair that I can see it all and hear it all. It’s not fair that my mom was taken from me. I was only 17. I was pregnant. I needed her. I wish there was …
Was this. It still gives me goosebumps and puts a smile on my face. New York City. A dream come true, seriously! I have dreamed of going to NYC all my life. Fueled by movies and television shows, that desire to be in the city surrounded by buildings and people just grew and grew. When …
With it being 5 years ago that my mom passed away, I thought I could sit down and think of some of the memories I have of her, and things that we did. I remember a few things, like her mashed potatoes, or her obsession with soap operas (All My Children, One Life to Live, …