Two Years Since Her Journey Is Completed
Here I sit at my desk two years later. The aroma of pot roast lingers in the air, and cinnamon rolls fresh out of the oven. The month of November brings thoughts of Her Journey Is Complete. As I look back to Friday’s Music and Why It topped My Charts, I think about how life has changed but her words are always in my mind.
My mother had a way with words that just stuck in your mind. I was the daughter she watched prepare for widowhood.
Her Way With Words:
As I stated, I was the daughter she watched prepare for widowhood.
Her words stick in my mind every time I lay down at night and make my California King size bed each day.
During my visits with her, she would tell me that the nights are the loneliest.
I think about that since I have already slept alone for three years.
But when I make this king-size bed each day, I think about the time she wheeled herself into my bedroom. She said, ” You know the nights are the loneliest.” I replied, ” yes you keep reminding me of that often.” She said, ” yes, but your bed is bigger than mine.” I hugged her neck and said, ” Thanks for pointing that out.”