It's so hard to describe what I feel. I called my step-dad, Ron, to see how he was doing and her voice was still on the voicemail and it was so good to hear her sweet voice. I miss her in so many ways. I miss her magical way of encouraging me and checking to be sure I'm taking care of myself. I miss just being able to call and say hi. I really miss her hugs and how she'd hold my face in her hands and smile at me.
She could always sense when something was wrong and had a wonderful way of getting me to talk. She was just beautiful and it took me by surprise sometimes how beautiful she could look even as she aged and even when she heavier. I miss her cooking and her knack for "beautifying" everything. I love how she made such an effort to love my dog because she wanted to support me.
I just want to tell Mom that I love her and I'm grateful that even though she's not here I know she's with me. I feel her still encouraging me and every so often I feel even feel her hugs, but it's just not the same as the real thing!
