This has been a tough week emotionally. My heart is heavy with all the tragedies around our country – in Boston and Texas and elsewhere – but, truth be told, it was already heavy. Today marks the second anniversary of the day my Mother, Darlene,  passed away. I still miss her everyday and especially when I wish I could talk to her about things that are happening in my life, the lives of my friends and family and the lives of people around the world. This year feels different than last year and I imagine every year after will feel different too. It’s not better, it’s not worse, just different. While she may be gone from this Earth, she is most certainly not forgotten and I am remembering Mom today.

There is a bench near where she passed away, and I know I can go there to feel her presence, in the last place she was. I hope others can sit there too – after a run or a walk or for a picnic- read the plaque that is dedicated to her, and feel some of the love and kindness she tried to share those that knew her and those who did not.

And even if comfort is hard to come by there or if I can’t get there, I find comfort in knowing maybe the Lord had bigger and better things in store for her.

She would have the same message today. And she would still be the beautiful person that she was.

Fly joyously, Mom, today and everyday.

Until we meet again,

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