Six months ago today I was racing out to my Mom's apartment after my sister Renee was unable to reach her. It wouldn't have mattered if I was driving 100 mph, Mom was already gone.
I can't even count the number of times I've thought of my Mom, wanted to call my Mom, wanted to visit my Mom. She was my mom for 53 years. I will always keep my last birthday card from her.
I'm more fortunate than some, less fortunate than others. I'm not in any hurry, but I do look forward to the day when we are reunited. Oh the stories we'll share.
She'd be cheering on the Wings and the Tigers tonight. Wait, she's cheering from heaven -- they better win!