It’s almost 13 years and it seems like yesterday! I still wake up at 3:45 am thinking is it real, are you really gone! I then breathe and exhale, look toward My bedroom door and realize you’ll never come back only in my memory. I raised my family to LOVE you so much that when the day of devastation came for ME, I feel as no one was their for ME. For everyone was grieving in their own way in missing you, I don’t think they stopped to realize I LOST MY MOTHER as their was standing in front of them. The phenomenal women that was my cheer leader, confidant, encourager, someone who could say well done daughter and show with that dimple smile how proud you where of me. Now I’m left to raise a family that has been torn to shreds. And yet I rise each day trying to feel your shoes, as a Mother, Nana, Daughter, Sister and Friend and it still seems hopeless at times. Unanswered questions will go unanswered, weddings, graduations, births, death, adventures, and everyday issues will still happen and we’ll all be left alone to fill whatever voids you’ve left. Am I angry at God for loving you so much that he called you Home? I use to be, but as I prayed and asked WHY, I changed that mindset to thank you LORD for the quality time Mom and I shared, secrets we’ll both take to the grave, for all the LOVE shared, for giving me a Mother that I’m so proud to work on filling her shoes. RIP dear Angel Mom (Martha) for one day I’ll see you again soon, but for now your pictures and memories will have to do. Miss you and love you with ALL my heart. #2