This cartoon certainly touched a nerve this morning and triggered an outpouring of emotion that has evolved into this blog post. I sure miss my mom’s phone calls. That was our way of staying connected across the vast thousand mile distance between Ontario and Cape Breton. My mom just loved to talk on the phone with friends and family, especially during the last few years of her life when she wasn’t as active anymore. She would come out to the sunroom, sit in her favourite chair (sometimes with an orange cat in her lap) and phone people. She used to put on the speaker phone which I never liked, but she found it easier and my dad could listen in, too. I used to tell her I wasn't a phone person and that I preferred email and Facebook are since I express myself best in writing. What I wouldn't do for one of my mom’s phone calls now. Miss her every day. I'm adapting and going on, as one must do after losing a loved one, but life is defini
One day at a time, Cathy. ((HUGS)) Over time, those waves will become less frequent. Take good care of yourself and please know that others care about you as well. ♥
ReplyDeleteHi, Cathy. I just found you through yeahnomo. Lovely picture above and yes, keep on swimming. I enjoyed your bio over in the sidebar. I sing 2nd alto, too. :)
ReplyDeleteThanks so much for dropping by my blog, Jennifer. Kind of you. I appreciate the kind words, too. That photo above is of the Atlantic Ocean in Cape Breton, a place my mom adored. I sure miss her and the pain of loss is still very recent as she died on Monday very suddenly. That's fun that you are a second alto as well and sing in a choir. I must go check out your blog, too.
Deleteif words could help, you have mine... if prayers,you have mine....if thoughts, you have mine.. .... ...hugs and love..
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