I used to laugh when I see couples celebrate their "one month anniversary". It's kinda cute how they make such a short time, a month, have so much meaning, that it is significant to their happiness.
But I think I understand now. My mom passed away one month ago yesterday. I see it as the milestone it is. I am starting to escape out of the pain and hurt and malaise and can start heading towards life.
If I lived in San Francisco still, I would be visiting my mom's grave today. But I don't. So I just have to make due by thinking of her in my heart and mind, since little memories of her keep popping up whenever I do anything or stop to think.
Mom bought me my wedding ring. The marriage is over thanks to the California Supreme Court, but I still have my ring. I now wear it on my index finger, so I'll always have something with me, that reminds me of the love you gave to me.
I love you mom! You'll always be with me.
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