I miss my mom, every year she would call me and play an old album with the song “The day before, the night before Christmas…” one of my childhood favorites.
I could count on that being the first call of my day, every, single, year.
I loved it.
It is wonderful the memories I have of my mom, and how she made the holidays magical. It was the best!
I had a conversation with her, talked a bit and wished her a Merry Christmas today, it was sad but it did feel good.
Looking around her gravesite she does not get any visitors, nothing had changed since the last time we were there and planted flowers.
Natalie’s Kokopeli was still there but looked like it got hit with a mower or weed eater. I fixed it back up, straightened it all back and put it back in the ground.
We cleaned up the site a bit, left her a poinsettia, her favorite Christmas flower and left with tears in our eyes.
I love you Mom, Merry Christmas.
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