In the Heavens above,

The angels whispering

to one another,

Can find, among their burning

terms of love,

None so devotional as that

of "Mother."

~Edgar Allen Poe

It has been two months from today, that my dear, sweet Mother passed away. There are no words to adaquetly describe the feelings and emotions I have felt over these last two months. Sadness is so real. Little things [so many little things in my life] remind me of my Mom. She was such a huge part of all of our lives. There were only a few times in my life that I did not talk to my Mother during the day....and most times I saw her a few times a week, if not daily. I go to pick up the phone a few times a day, only to realize I can't call her anymore.

Well, actually, Greta gave me a gift a few weeks ago, when she realized that I so wanted to talk to my Mother and share our day with, by calling Mom's, cellphone and letting me hear my Mothers voice on her voicemail.....and a recording that records messages, so I could leave my Mom a message, even though I know that recording will not be answered.

But as much sadness I have felt, there has also been tremendous joy.....because my Mother was such a loving, caring and giving person, her memories bring so much joy to my days. I look at my own children with such pride. They are a reflection of me and I am a reflection of my Mother.

Mom, I miss you dearly.