10 years ago today I lost my Mother to cancer.
A lot has happened in 10 years. Two amazing children, a few house moves, about 5 job changes, added a few pounds, lost some more hair and have made some incredible friends in the City of Calgary.
Not a day goes by that I wish I could share these things with Mom. I still do, in my private time. Talk with her, tell her about my kids; and I know she knows, but I think she likes to hear it from me.
In 10 years I've learned her intuition about people was spot on. She was right about a lot of people in my life, where they'd end up, what might happen and how to start planning for it. It's amazing to see how she knew people and could read them like a book. I'm still finding this out today.
All Mom wanted to be was a grandma. I know in some way, my kids know her because of the stories we've told them and photos we've shared. Somewhere, up there, I know she's with us, smiling, laughing, maybe shedding a tear or two wishing she was here.
I sure wish she was too.