Sometimes I can’t help but be immature, I want to stomp my feet and yell “It’s not fair!!!”
Because life can be unfair sometimes, as much as I try to be positive and grateful for all I have...some losses are just too much to take.
My daughter is in love, he is the most wonderful young man who loves her and cherishes her, the man I knew would come one day, and as happy as I am for both of them as the relationship progresses, and the possibility of marriage becomes real...I can’t help but feel an immensely painful ache in my heart.
My mom, the most loving grandmother won’t be here to share any of this with me and my daughter, and I would give anything to be able to have her with us.
The Girl was so close to her grandmother, they had the best relationship and I know that’s a blessing...but yeah, it’s just not fair.
A good friend who lost her husband at a very young age told me “You don’t get over it...you just get used to it”
I saw something this morning that made me think of my girl’s special day, and a way to keep mom even closer to us, I’m going to do this for her bouquet:












