Yesterday was my tough day. It marked mom’s 4th year of physically leaving me. I thought it gets easier with time, but apparently, it doesn’t. It hits you hard when you don’t even expect it. For me, it was 3 am, and I was up and reminiscing, crying and missing mom. Mom was full of life and energy. I miss sharing a laugh with her among so many other things.
These are a few special moments we shared together in Dunedin. I hope I look just like her and sing like her when I’m in my 80’s. She looks marvelous!
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June 3, 2019 at 09:36:42 PM by Chris Austin
The best of times – when we can remember the good days and let them into our souls. It makes us cry and miss them with our whole hearts but it is necessary and I believe beneficial. I have had these times and mostly, reminisinces on the run, fleeting but powerful, sporadic but heartfelt. I do miss both Mom and Dad, as I’m sure you do also. I would have loved to get to know Dad, to become as familiar with him as I was with Mom. I don’t love him any less but know that I missed so much. I was the last son left at home and I feel his hand on my shoulder even today, just as I feel Mom’s spirit of loving kindness. Go see her as often as you can – you will come away saddened but renewed in your love for her. God bless – I am looking forward to my time there with y’all. Much love, Uncle Chris