If you ever read I’ll Light a Candle for You, then you’d know today is both my mother’s birthday and the anniversary of her death. It’s been eleven years, and yet the wound can still feel raw on days like this for my remaining family members.
We miss her. Her absence left me with a hole in my life, one I’ve tried to mend with Paper, Paint, and Stitches.
So I made this today, for her. Since childhood, art has always been a cathartic release for me. So we’ll play her songs. We’ll post her pictures. Hopefully, somehow, we’ll all get through the day.
It’s been eleven years.
—And yet I still miss her like it was yesterday.
Happy Birthday, Mom.
We will always love you.
(Whitney was her favorite. 🙂 )