Last week I celebrated my birthday
and had a fun evening with
my family... we all met at little pizza place.
We chatted and enjoyed
each other... the little ones moved here and there
from one person to the next.
I couldn't have enjoyed it more.
For a moment I just watched and took it
all in and thought about how grateful I was for my family.
The next morning I got a phone call that my mom had passed.
I always start the month with my birthday... and she ends the month with hers.
I am grateful that she held on one more day.
She will be missed by so many but I know she has been wanting to go home
and didn't have any more fight left in her.
As a child, she always made me have Halloween themed birthday parties!
I hated that! (smile)