Today, I should have been calling my mom to wish her Happy Birthday. But I wasn't.
Today, my children should have been giving their grandma the gifts they picked out for her. But they weren't.
Today, my mom should have celebrated her 64th birthday. But she didn't.
You see, 6 years ago, just before her 58th birthday, breast cancer took my mom away from me. The Boy just barely remembers his "Big Grandma", as he called her. The twins have no memories of her, except for pictures of her with them. Little Red knows that she was able to be with her grandma in her last few days, but she was only a newborn. Sassy will never know her grandma, this side of Heaven.
I miss my mom, more than words can even express. There are still days - 6 years later - that I forget that she's gone, and I go to call her to tell her something about the kids or to ask her advice.
Today has been a difficult day for me for a variety of reasons. But mostly, I just miss my mama.