Missing My Mom

Three years ago today I lost my mom. Time has eased the pain, but I still think of her often, about the things we did together and the things I learned from her. I wonder what she might have done or said in certain situations. I think of how I wish she could be here for this or that event. However, I know she's still in my heart, and she's still a part of me. Since I've become a parent, I realize just how much I am like her in many ways.

I struggled to find just the right pictures of mom to share, because she didn't like having her picture taken. She usually was frowning or looking the other way in pictures, but I found a couple from some important memories I have of her:
The second one was taken by my sister-in-law the weekend before mom died. Despite not liking her having her picture taken, she had a great smile on her face - in fact we all were. She was probably just so happy that we were all there with her. And we realized afterwards, that even the dog was in the picture. :)

I sure miss her, but I know she's in Heaven dancing with the angels! (Turn up your volume for the most awesome song about a loved one going to Heaven.)