My Mom was Buried Today

Today my mother was buried at Fort Sam Houston National Cemetery in San Antonio, Texas.  She was 89 years old.  She was my best buddy.  She had been suffering from COPD and had been hospitalized several times with pneumonia.  Each time she had pneumonia, it was harder and harder for her to recover.  She finally felt that she had lived a good, long life and didn't want to be hospitalized anymore, so hospice came in to care for her 24/7 until she passed away last Wednesday, August 21st, at 7:28 p.m.

When she was in better health, we sure had fun together.  We tore up the roads here in Katy shopping for all kinds of things.  Her favorite store was Tuesday Morning.  I'll never be able to visit a Tuesday Morning without wishing she were with me.  I used to do her grocery shopping......and I hated every minute of it, but now I'd give anything to get her grocery list and do that shopping for her.  I miss her sweet eyes and her sweet voice.  I'll miss fluffing her hair with a hair pick.  I'll miss taking her shopping for T-shirts and beaded jackets and white hoodies and shoes.  She loved going to Wal-Mart, which I absolutely despised doing with her.......but now I'd give anything to take her to Wal-Mart one more time and let her browse up and down the aisles. One of my fondest memories will be when I would drive into The Atria parking lot to pick her up. She would be standing there under the carport, perfectly dressed, and smiling because she was happy to see me. 

I'll miss you mom!  You were my biggest fan and you encouraged me with my jewelry and you were so complimentary about my stamped cards.  I didn't realize it at the time, but you were so generous with your kind words.  You encouraged me.  I wish I could hear those words again just to remember how sweet they were.  I wish we could tear up the roads around here going to IHOP for waffles or French Toast or the Memorial City Mall where you loved to shop or Tuesday Morning.  I'm happy that you're with dad now, and your mother, your father, and your sisters and brother.  I wish you could tell me what it was like to meet your dad for the first time in Heaven because he passed away when you were an infant.  That must have been such a sweet reunion.

Whenever I make brownies, I'll think of you.  Whenever there is Kleenex left in a pocket that is washed and Kleenex is strewn all throughout the washer and dryer, I'll think of you.  Whenever I see a black Dachshund, I'll think of you and how much you loved Schnitzel and Heidi.  Whenever I eat Milky Ways, I'll think of you.  Whenever I sit in church, I'll think of you.  Whenever I see quilts, I'll think of you.  Whenever I make Peach Cobbler, I'll think of you.  Like my brother says, when I look up into the night sky and see stars twinkling, I'll ask you if you're one of them.  Thank you for everything, Mom.  I'm going to miss you so much.  You are my best buddy and I love you.