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I'm a stay-at-home mother (not by choice) of two unruly little girls. I have been married for 16 years to the same man and we haven't killed each other yet!! My children and I are Floridians by birth and have recently transplanted to Canada... I was coerced into blogging because it was said that things I say can or may be interesting.... we'll see about that. Welcome to my random rants about daily life, bitches and anything else that may keep my sleepless brain up at night - and me along with it. And ..... let's begin!

Saturday, October 1, 2011

Dear Mom:

Last night Kaylie asked me how did God die?  I reached deep within myself to find the proper answer to that question.  Decidedly, I grabbed the bible and the Children's Bible at bedtime and began reading it to her.   I find most religious sects to be of the cult variety but I still believe in God!!  So, where better to spread The Word than from in our own home?!! 

Kaylie and I pray every night as I put her in bed.  It seems that this is the time she wants to ask me about you!  I love that she loves you even though she doesn't really know you.  I love how she is so inquisitive about you.  It makes me feel like I will never forget those special memories because I get to share them with Kaylie so often. 

Jazmin likes to tease Kaylie by saying that she was able to spend more time with you.  Its true but sad that she feels the need to use that special bond that you guys shared to torture her little sister.  I think about that day when you were lying in the bed and you heard me yell at Jazmin.  Your eyes got as big as saucers, you pointed your finger at me and you said "you have to be different with her".  I agree, Mommie.   As much as you loved Jazmin I know you would get a kick out of Kaylie.  She says the funniest things and is such a lover.  

Sometimes I wish that you would have taken me with you like I asked.  I resist the urge to pick up the phone and call you even to this day.  "Get up... you can't sleep all day."  Your scent lingers in my memory along with your voice and the feel of your skin.

It's hard not having you around.  I feel like I'm just floating through this life until we can meet again.  At times, I feel like I am carrying on where you left off.  Some days are hard to get motivated.  Pushing myself to do even the mundane tasks.

You were taken from me too soon.  I know you left a hole in all of our lives but you were my best friend.  Remember that day at Wendy's and I asked you who is going to be my best friend?  You pointed at Jazmin and said "She is."  I need you to work a miracle because we are far from best friends.  We barely get along on good days.

I miss you, Mommie.

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