Time flies, whether you like it or not. This last year has been such a roller-coaster. It’s been 324 days since Mom was called to Heaven. Some days it feels like just last week. Some days it feels like I’ve been missing her for years.
So much has happened since that day.  It’s truly been a year of “Life in a Faith Free-Fall” for sure! We had a baby (our beautiful Seraya Jane) Sam’s grandfather was called Home to Heaven as well, the girls have had birthdays, and holidays, Sam merged his business into a new business partnership, Seraya started crawling, and standing and recently has tried to walk on her own, we’re expecting another baby (I wonder if mom had a talk with the Lord and sent one sooner than expected!! lol) we moved in with Dad… so many things have changed… and she’s been missed at every turn. I can’t believe that soon it will have been a whole year.

When it first happened, I wasn’t sure I’d survive. Not literally of course, but mom was such an integral part of our lives, and she helped me with the kids so very much, and was always ready with advice, when it was asked for.  I wasn’t sure how I was going to find a new rhythm of life in her absence. It’s been tough, some days are better than others, but I’m learning…
Not a day goes by that I don’t miss her. And I still cry on a regular basis wishing she were here to talk to. I’m cooking in her kitchen now, with her recipes, in her pots… sometimes it feels great; sometimes it just makes me miss her more. It’s been a week with lots of tears from the girls.  Ziva is missing her Mimi very much. We all do really.

I do however like to imagine her in heaven, dancing with her dad and mom, hanging out with Uncle Gary and her cousin Martha Ann that she still missed more than 4o years after she lost her (but who’s death I know was a major instrument of her coming to faith), and mom hanging out with my awesome Great Aunt Edna (the other part of that instrument).

It’s difficult to blog about other things theses days. For one, the babies keep me hopping! With Vienna in school (mom would be SO proud of her progress) and Ziva and Seraya learning and moving so much… and then growing this new baby… but sometimes I just gotta stop, and put to paper my thoughts about this year.

I was given some gifts to buy something to remind me of mom.  I have so many of my  mom’s things that I couldn’t decide on something, so I tucked it away and saved it (well, part of it, I took some of it and got some picture frames to put some of the good shots I had of mom into a collage).  I finally found what I’m going to get for my home (as soon as I can remember where I stashed my funds!! LOL)   It’s a plaque on etsy that says:

“God doesn’t give us what we can handle, he helps us handle what we are given.”

It’s a good reminder, that I will survive!