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All tagged missing my mom
It’s hard to explain exactly what 13 years feels like. You know how it is getting older: the days blur into weeks, and then into months, and finally into years. It feels so cliche to say, “time goes by so fast.” And yet it does, and it is. If someone had told me two, five or even 15 years ago that I would be parentless by the age of 43, I probably would have replied with a a certain amount of hubris, “no way!” Even though I’ve always known life to be inherently
Remembering mom and thinking about her a lot today. She sure did give me the best of her. Here are some of the ways:
I love a lot of ice in my drinks. Mom loved a lot of ice in her drinks.
Mom was definitely not a morning person. I am definitely not a morning person.
We both found nostalgic humor in every repeat episode of Fraiser, Home Improvement, King Of Queens and Seinfeld, no matter how many times we saw them. We were each open to new things. I got her into Who Wants to be a Millionaire, she got me into Lifetime Movie Marathons about the Kennedy's.
