Thinking....

Finally... a new post.

I really meant to post something over the summer. Well, more than just something. Like, start a real blog. Just create more than one post - that no one follows. But I was thinking, thinking about if I was going to use the kids' real names (I'm going to), thinking what a pita downloading pics are going to be (I'm going to have to suck that up) and trying to figure out a tone. Hmmm.... I may just muddle through that one.

I'm going to introduce the kids on another post, this one is actually for me. *I knooooow*

It was a long day, not because of the kids or because himself is gone or any of the other numerous things that can happen in the day of the life of a stay at home mom with three small children. Or the 'other' stuff that went on. But long, at times, due to emotional stuff.

My mom died at age 47 and today is her birthday, she would have been 55. I'm not going into anything today about how or why, it can be another post. More preach-y and soap-box'ish. Nope... this is just about a daughter missin' her mom. Thinking about how really young 47 seems now, I was 27 when the accident occured and will be 35 in a couple months. I have friends close to 47, at age 47 my kids will be 18, 16 and 13. I can't even imagine. It has lead to a day of reflection, hoping my girls never deal with the heartache of missing their mama younger than they need to and hugging everyone just a little bit tighter.

Oh... and I really do wish I had spent more time in the kitchen with my mom. Damn she was a good cook! I really wish I would have learned to can, cook and bake like her, following the recipes don't do it justice.

~Michelle