I'm up at 12:42 am in the morning. Here in California. Singing my heart out to some Glee music. My latest obsession. Late at night is when I get my "me" time in. I'm missing my mom like crazy. She died because of complications due to Arthritis. In some ways it seems like it's been so long, other times it seems so fresh.
This weekend is mother's day and though I am wanting to be a grouch about it. I can't ignore the fact that my daughter was my mother's day gift. She was born the day before mother's day. So even though I miss my mom dearly I only allow myself one day of mourning. My daughter is going to be 7. She is the sweetest and most loving person. She tucke me in when I take naps. She hugs me when I'm upset. And she always tells me how much she loves me. I hope she is as proud of me as I am of her.
She reminds me of why I always wanted to be a mom.
Happy mother's day to all of you moms out there.
Note: I'm working on a book right now. (My poetry) I'll keep you posted.