Beautiful words. I feel for you, and I know the anniversaries must be especially hard. I can definitely relate to the childhood mall memories. Do you remember back when Nordstrom used to have a piano player? Well they did at our Nordstrom anyway…the other day I heard piano somewhere and it took me back to walking through the mall with my grandma and mom, trying to visit a million stores in one day during one of our shopping trips. Thanks for showing up on the page for us!
This hits home big time. This one has me in tears. It’s been 4.5 years since I lost my mom and I still can’t believe it either. I try to focus on the amazing 38 years I had with her and I also find joy in auntie Anne’s (especially because I worked at the pretzel maker in high school and my parents came to see me every single Sunday to have a pretzel while I worked). Focussing on all of the amazing memories helps but sometimes it’s just not enough…often it’s not enough…even though we don’t always want to be strong, we must and I know that our moms are sending us strength from above. xox
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Beautiful words. I feel for you, and I know the anniversaries must be especially hard. I can definitely relate to the childhood mall memories. Do you remember back when Nordstrom used to have a piano player? Well they did at our Nordstrom anyway…the other day I heard piano somewhere and it took me back to walking through the mall with my grandma and mom, trying to visit a million stores in one day during one of our shopping trips. Thanks for showing up on the page for us!
❤️❤️❤️ Beautifully said, friend. Love you.
This hits home big time. This one has me in tears. It’s been 4.5 years since I lost my mom and I still can’t believe it either. I try to focus on the amazing 38 years I had with her and I also find joy in auntie Anne’s (especially because I worked at the pretzel maker in high school and my parents came to see me every single Sunday to have a pretzel while I worked). Focussing on all of the amazing memories helps but sometimes it’s just not enough…often it’s not enough…even though we don’t always want to be strong, we must and I know that our moms are sending us strength from above. xox