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Happy thoughts on sad days.

When people pass, most of us remember the day. Most times with sadness and loss, but I really try to find happy thoughts on those sad days. Today is one of those days. While my Mom lie in her bed, ready to make her transition, her 5 children were out making funeral arrangements for her. All 5 of us, in one car, doing it together. I remember the sadness we felt and the tears that fell. I also remember the love I felt being together as adults, reminiscing, laughing, and just being together, doing what had to be done. I remember thinking how odd it was as adults, all being together, because at that point, it didn't happen often. Now one of us is with her, and the other 3 are on a different coast. I miss my Mom's Earthy presence: after all, how could one not miss an angel in your life??? However, I focus on her love, how proud I hope she is of me, and how she watches over me, my son, all of us, every second of the day, at the same time. (one day I will find out how they do that). She loved this song, and we sung it together when we used to go to church together. It talks of being alone in a garden. I took after her that way, and spend a lot of time alone, and love the garden. It is certainly where I feel deeply connected to her love, because I am certain love never, ever dies.


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