Someone better get a move one...

Well Easter is a little over a week away and someone, who shall remain nameless (me), has better get her caboose into gear. We have over 20 probably close to 30 people coming for Easter and let's just say I haven't done a thing to prepare yet. By now my mother would have some sort of list as to what we were gonna eat...me...nope. I did find Mom's list from last year. She always made lists. So now at least I have something to go on. John has vowed to make the Minesta soup or as I refer to it "weed soup". I always teased my Mom about it. The soup is actually made from dandelions. That's right those "weeds" that grow in your grass, on the side of the parkways...all over. I remember last year going shopping for the dandelions. Mom, Me, Teresa and Matthew went to the vegetable stand. We had a great time. I wish that we could do that again but this year's trip I will be solo. It will be sad but my Mom would be pleased to know that we are going to make it. Well I'm off to make my own list...it's a family tradition :)

~Christine

I'll be missing you...

Every step I take, every move I make

Every single day, every time I pray

I'll be missing you

Thinkin of the days, when you went away

What a life to take, what a bond to break

I'll be missing you

It's kinda hard with you not around (yeah)

Know you in heaven smilin down (eheh)

Watchin us while we pray for you

Every day we pray for you

Til the day we meet again

In my heart is where I'll keep you friend

Memories give me the strength I need to proceed

Strength I need to believe

My thoughts Big I just can't define (can't define)

Wish I could turn back the hands of time

I'll be missing you...

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I Will Be Missing You
Artist: Puff Daddy

Nine months...

Nine months have passed yet it seems like today

The world keeps turning and the days melt away.

How to go on, as the pain is so real

Do others remember, how do they deal?

Nine months have passed and I carry on

Your values, Your beliefs, just as my own.

I stop, I think, would you approve of my ways,

My plans, My dreams, My hopes...

I know you are there, guiding my way

You are the sunlight in my day,

You are the moon I see far away.

You are the words inside my song,

You are my love, my life, my Mom.

~Christine

A memory found...

I found this picture of me and Mom...It was taken in the early 90's in our backyard...

Change of name...

For those of you who I call from my house phone...

You know that the name that appears on your caller ID is Mom...well I called Verizon today to pay our bill and asked about having the account put into my name...that's just to complicated on Verizon's end but what they can do is change the caller ID name. So our bill will still be in Mom's name but the caller ID will show my name. It was sad doing it but I figured that you on the other end get a little freaked out when I call and Mom's name pops up. The change should take effect shortly...sad, so very sad....

~Christine

John's dream...does it mean anything?

This morning John told me he had a dream. A dream that he went back in time. He wanted to tell my Mother not to have the Gastric Bypass surgery...

"I dreamt that I built a time machine to go back and stop your Mom from having the surgery. I went back and she refused to believe that I was from the future, so then I went to the day she died and tried to get her to go to the hospital, still she wouldn’t listen, as a result I relived the day again, having to make all the calls I did that day. I woke up crying hysterically." ~John

A moment...

Last night I walked into the garage (our game room) and found Steven sniffling. What's wrong...his friend sent him a song that a Rapper wrote about his Mom who passed away. Steve played the song for me and we both cried and hugged. The song was beautiful and even though it was a Rap song, it told a story. A story about someone who's Mom died and the pain that he felt. It was good to cry with Steve...a nice bonding moment, and it helped me to remember that everyone feels Mom's loss, just because they don't show it on a daily basis they miss her terribly. WE ALL MISS HER TERRIBLY!!

~Christine