A day that will be burned in my mind forever.

It was the day that I lost my Mom.

February is always a hard month for me, and my body usually knows it before my mind even realizes.

The first few years I just chose to stay at home on this date and do nothing. If I had to work, I’d take a vacation day, but I would always spend it alone. Then I gradually started to do something on that day that would remind me of her, like go shopping and buy a purse. She was always on the hunt for the perfect purse. 🙂 Then when my Aunt and Uncle moved to Wyoming, I started coming out here. At first, it was just to get away, and now it’s my place to go and celebrate her life. 

Not a day goes by that I don’t think about her and how blessed I was to have her as a mother 💗