So today is the beginning of the month that I hate and love. I always loved August because we would take trips to the river, to see grandma and it was the last hoorah before school started. But this year I want to skip the month. The 18th will be the year anniversary of my Mothers passing. I can't believe it has been a year but then again I don't cry as much so there has been time to heal some. I just wonder what is going through the heads of my dad and brother and my moms living sibling. Do we acknowledge it or let the day pass and celebrate the day of her birth a week later? Or we can celebrate for a whole week, her life. The woman who loved teenagers, and books and butterflies. She was the best mom to me, my brother and many others kids from across the world and in our neighborhood. I thank her everyday for the wisdom and insight she instilled in me and the courage to live my life and not to follow someone else. I just wish she could have held Caleb in all is monkey glory. I know she sees him and is guiding him like she guided Chad and I, but the selfish me wanted to see her with him. One day I will.
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