Today is my Mom's birthday. She would have been 64. Sometimes it doesn't seem as though it has been 8 years since she passed away. So much has happened since then. So many things I would have loved sharing with her. She was a fabulous cheerleader, always giving an 'atta girl' when something good happened.
I was fortunate in that not only was she my mom, she was my friend, too. I only hope that I can be as good a mother to my children as she was to me. Her patience, and wisdom. My late teenage years were 'challenging', and I had a very stubborn independant streak. My mom was relentless, though, in keeping her heart in my life. For that, I am thankful. We got through the 'challenging' times, and we became friends. For that, too, I am thankful.
None of us knew how sick she was the summer of my wedding. She had frequent bouts with pneumonia, but we didn't think much of it. About a year before she died, she was diagnosed with emphysema, but convinced us all it was 'fine'. The day after my wedding, she was admitted to the hospital and eventually diagnosed with Stage 4 Lung Cancer. She had a softball sized tumor that was wrapped around her heart. She died 3 months after, November 11th.
I miss her immensely.