May is always a little bittersweet for me. May has a lot going on. Mother’s Day is in May. My wedding anniversary is in May. My brother in law’s birthday is in May.
May is also my grandmother’s birthday month. I can’t celebrate it with her because she is
celebrating it with Jesus. She is
celebrating it with my grandfather and her sisters. She is celebrating it with her mom and dad
and grandparents.
That makes me happy for her, but at the same time it’s tough
not being able to call her up and tell her Happy Mother’s Day or Happy
Birthday. I wish I could go by and give
her a card and a hug and some useless gift that she would leave in the bag for years
in her closet for us to find later.
I miss my Mamaw. I
miss her laugh. I miss hearing her shoes
click across the floor. I miss hearing
her rocking in the kitchen. I miss seeing
her dressed up like every day is Sunday.
I miss everything about her. Even
the things that used to annoy the crap out of me. I would love for her to annoy the crap out of
me for just one day.
So Happy Mother’s Day to you Mamaw. I miss you, but I know that you enjoyed
spending Mother’s Day with your mom and grandma. One day I hope I get to spend Mother’s Day
with you again.
And Happy Mother's Day to all the other moms who have been given their angel wings.
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