This time last year

On Sunday last year, it was my birthday. Mom left the best message on my phone while I was at yoga. I went to church after and prayed and cried the whole time. I chatted with the family and it just wasn't the same sort of day with mom back in the hospital.

The girls distracted me with a Diamondback's game and drinks, but it was hard.

I wish, more than anything, that I still had that msg from Mom. I listened to it for months and then finally deleted it. Sigh.

I can't wait for some family time - 9 more days. According to Dina, I better start packing. Love to you all...