My mom was a FANTASTIC nurse. Her patients loved her, her patients' families asked for her, and doctors respected her opinions. She loved nursing, and one of the hardest days of her life was when she was forced to stop working because of her health.
My mom was a great mother. After my dad died in 1995, it was just the two of us for a long time, and she did everything she could to raise me to be the person I am today. She worried about me, she supported me (no matter what idiotic situation I was currently knee-deep in), she loved me. My parents tried to have children for seven years before they got pregnant with me. In that seven years was included at least one miscarriage that I know of. When my parents got pregnant with me, and realised I was going to live, they were ecstatic. In all of my 33 years of life with parents, no matter what we were going through, or what life threw at us, I knew I was loved, and my mom had my back.
My mom helped me with homework, made sure I got the best medical care possible (even if we couldn't always fully afford it), and when I had my girls, she always was willing to be our free babysitter, often at a moment's notice. I didn't fully appreciate all that she was and did for me while she was alive, but I miss all of these things about her, and more. I miss her hugs. I miss her smile. I miss her laugh. I miss calling her when something exciting, funny, sad, or scary happens. I miss going out to lunch with her. I miss driving by her condo, and just stopping in to say hi. I miss going to chick flicks with her. I miss my mom. Happy Mother's Day, Mom, wherever you are. I hope you and Dad are happy in Heaven, holding Charlotte for me. I'm so jealous that you got to meet her first.
Did you know my mom? What do you remember or miss about her?
Love you, Mom!
Dana