Category: Personal

Fifty-Two Weeks of My Healing…

Week 52:


So today is the last of my year long 52 weeks blog.  I end it with this loving memory of my mom.  She was a strong woman, she loved God, she loved her husband, and she loved her family.

She was loved, and will be missed dearly.  I learned so many things from mom, and so hrateful I had this time to spend with her. So proud to be her daughter.  I love you mom, always and forever.

Fifty-Two Weeks of My Healing…

Week 51:

No matter what, there was love.  No matter the situation, there was love. It was truly till death do they part.  It has been a year now yesterday.  It still hurts like the beginning.  I cried so much, but life, life moves forward; whether you cry or not.

This has been quite the year…  the struggle is real, but my God is more real, and I know that He watches over me, and my family.

One more week left in this journey, it has been a long task, but one I can see my healing beginning.  It will take a bit, I just needed a start.  I love you mom.

Fifty-Two Weeks of My Healing…

Week:11

 

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This was my mom as a kid, I can see the resemblance in all three of us, my sister and brother.  She was an only child by her mother.  Strong willed, and so very independent.  And so very missed.  My mom was a giver, she was nice and caring; but she was also a Scorpio, and if you got on her bad side, you better watch out!  There are a lot of personality traits I got from her, some not so good, but most very good.  I am so blessed to have had her for 43 of my years.  Mom I love you.

Fifty-Two Weeks of My Healing…

Week 5:

 

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A day at the Capitol, This was the first trip that I took with her and my stepdad when they came to visit me In September of 2013.  She loved going down to the Capitol, her and I were alike, when it came to exploring new places.  I remember several times going to the Capitol with her, we finally even ate at the Capitol Grille a couple of times.  These are the very good memories that I will keep.

Fifty-Two Weeks of My Healing…

Week 3:

 

mom at museum

This photo was the first time mom had gone to The Blanton Museum.  It was a fun day after we got there, before it was a little nerve wracking, only because we took the bus, and we walked down to the museum, and I was figuring out which way to turn, but once I righted myself, we were on our way, and she loved it.  I never did get a chance to take her to other museums around Austin, but she really did love this one.  This is the stacked waters wall she is standing in front of.  It was a very fun day indeed.