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.

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Fifty-Two Weeks of My Healing…

Week 23:

She loved culture, so when she moved here I was finally able to take her to The Blanton Art Museum.  She loved it.  The plan was to take her to more art museums, but that was not the case.  I am just happy that she got to experience the one here with me.  I thank God for that.  I love you mom.

Fifty-Two Weeks of My Healing…

Week:11

 

 

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:

 

 

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:

 

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.

Coming Home…

Tonight, my mom has been released from the hospital.  Yay!  She has to do some follow ups, and they are somewhere down town, but we will take a taxi to get her to them. I am glad she is coming home, I have missed her so much, you know…  You don’t know what you got until something happens, I know I need to be a bit more patient with her, I am working on that.  I love my mom very much.  I want to have more good times than the not so good times with her, as much as I can.

she is pretty much medicated to the hilt, so hopefully she sleeps well tonight, without much pain.  Got all her meds filled, and believe me there are a lot of them.  My oh my!  Anyway, that is the latest on my mom.

So today I stayed home and cleaned her apartment, so that it will be much easier for her to maneuver around her apartment, being there were lots of things that I had to put away.  I am tired now.  I did happen to get in the rest of The Get Down on netflix.  It is a awesome show, season 1.  I do hope there will be a season two, just have to wait and see.  Well that is about it for tonight, so until the next time.  Keep it nice and easy.

52 Weeks. ( picture This )

Week 5:  ( Picture this )

My Cheri amour !  A money shot indeed.  The tickets came in the mail.  Pretty much official, that myself and mom will be going to see the one and only ribbons in the sky Mr. Stevie Wonder. 

When I saw he was going to be here, I Knew, this would be the perfect way to say thank you to my mom.  Not just for the love she gives me, but for all she has done for me.  Especially since my move to Austin!  Both her and my step dad.  I really could not have survived without their help, support, and generosity.  Here’s to you mom…  may this concert blow both our minds, in a awesome way of course.