Friday, April 20, 2012

Forget Me Not

This seems impossible to believe, but today is the tenth anniversary of my mom's death. She was only 59. {It's tough to even imagine what she would be like at 69.}

She is the teacher who showed me how to see my students. And how to be excited and enthusiastic about learning. She taught me to love learning and teaching.

While I can still hear her voice in the back of my head saying, "I didn't raise you to behave that way!" I also know that she did raise me to be a strong woman and to question all sorts of situations and form my own opinions. She raised me to be an adventurer--even though she disliked travel. She taught me to be a voracious reader. She taught me to do what was right and fight injustice, regardless of what others do. She did tell me all of this, but more importantly, she showed me all of this in her life in her way.

I miss my mother. I so wish she could see Sam. I am sad while writing this.

I hope she would be pleased to see that she is remembered not just today, but she is remembered in the way I choose to live my life every day.


  1. I am touchec by your post. April 20th is the date of my dad's passing. This year marks six years. I miss him so much. He would of been 70 this year. I hate tbat my children didn't have more time with him and that my baby didn'thave the chance to know him in this life. Hugs to you at this time :)

    1. Thanks so much, Teresa. Hugs to you, too!