Today would have been my mom's 72nd birthday. She would have asked to go out to lunch at some really "high falutin" place like Applebee's. She would have ooo'd and ahh'd over hand made Birthday cards from her grandkids. She would have asked for ice a cold water for her water bottle and then asked again. She would have used hand lotions, attempted to light candles and put on new jewelry she received as gifts. She would of held my hand and my sisters hand and smiled the entire day.
Our mom loved birthday's. She loved holiday's. She loved every day and found a way to always celebrate the mundane. They are serving meatloaf! 2pm on a Thursday? Woo-hoo! I saw 4 blue Jay's this morning! So beautiful! She adored every day occurrences and her infectious joy was always shared with others. Today I celebrate my mom. Jo G Cook. I loved my mother so much. And today I honor her memory. I will share a story or twelve with my kids, shed a tear or two and embrace this day like it was my last. Just the way my mom would.
I may have been told more than once that I talk too much. So to spare my family and friends much turmoil, this blog was created. Tales of Wonder. Tales of Woe. Often of heartache and love. Stories about my special needs son and my spunky daughter. Moments of Joy and Hope and stories about what I would do differently if given the chance. Stories that only I can tell. Here you find a little of everything. And you will want to return for more.
Friday, August 4, 2017
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