[fever]

I am on my way to the cemetary where my mom is buried. It is a year today that she lost the fight with her kidneys and that nasty C word. Has it really been a year? It feels like only yesterday that I was heading off somewhere with her to shop, eat, talk. There are so many things I didn't tell her, so many times she wanted to have private time with me so she could reveal some of her hopes, dreams, alleged failures and wonderful successes. She was kind hearted yet had a sharp tongue. We are of British heritage, maybe that is why. lol I miss her, I love her, I am thankful that I had her for a mother. And I apologize for all the times she waited patiently for me to come to visit, and I had something "more important" to do.

Candice