Missing my Mom....

On Friday, September 5, 2009 at 11:10 AM Mountain Time my mom finally gave up her battle with a very rare uncurable disease.  We don't know how she got CJD, we don't know why she developed it and we are all saddened that since the disease is so rare only one in 1 million people ever develop it so there has been no research on it for either a cure or a treatment.  By all of the Gods, I miss her!  Her 65 years here were simply not enough.

I always said that she was one in a million but I never guessed that I was right (grin). 

My mom lived life by her terms and she was stong and compassionate, filled with laughter but could give a guilt trip with a four color brochure and guided tours.  She gave something of herself to every person she met and most of the people she interacted with responded in kind.  She loved to cook and bake and sew and read.  She was a quilter -- a hobby that I still fail to understand - why take a perfectly good ppiece of cloth, cut it up into little pieces and then sew them back together into a perfectly good piece of cloth?  It eludes me but the wall hangings and bed covers she made are amazing!  She had a gift for color and design that takes years to develop but she has always had them.  

Mom was my long distance coffee buddy.  Every morning for the last 20 years, I have called her over my first cup of morning joe and we've chatted, told jokes, laughed, cried, gossiped and made plans for sometime soon.... most of the time those plans came to fruition but this time they won't.  We didn't always agree and sometimes we even had "family hour" where we loudly shared our opposing opinions but we ended every call with "I love you"  and "I'll call you tomorrow".

I was at work when my mom passed, trying to dilligently get all of my stuff done so that I could leave early Saturday AM to make the drive to the ranch in cattle country to visit with her for the weekend.  She knew she was dying and wanted to make sure we had time to say goodbye and to discuss what to do with her unfinished projects.  We never got that far.

This weekend is her memorial service and I wanted to write out her memories and share how special she was, but I guess I'll do that by adding to this blog since right now missing her is all consuming and ruining my eye-makeup. 

We've said all there really is to say Momo.... except I miss you!

Be at peace and know that we will move forward remembering your love and your lessons.  Take care of my dogs that are at teh rainbow bridge as well... I'll see you when I get there!

Your loving daughter,
Debi