Mom

This is my mom, Celia. She died January 24, 2011. To say that I was unprepared is an understatement. When you think about it, though, are we ever really ready for something like this?

My mom was a wonderful lady; but I didn't know this for a very long time. My life got in the way. It wasn't until I remarried and moved out of state that I was able to develop a friendship with her. A loving friendship. My mother and I became friends. After so many years I was able to hug my mother with love and know that she felt it. And returned it. I am going to miss her every moment of my life.

It had been my hope to write her story, but momma died before she could begin to put it down on paper. I'm not talking about your average day to day stuff. My mom saw the magic in this world because she was born with some really special gifts. My favorite was her ability to read auras. She would read mine each time I came to visit. I loved it!

I love you, Momma. And I miss you...with all that I am.