Mom...I miss you...

My mother is gone, wow that's a hard thing to write. I know without a doubt that she is in a better place. I know she is at peace and truly happy. Nevertheless I greatly miss her. I spoke with my mom almost every day.

As I look back on those conversations I know she was constantly supporting, encouraging and loving me.

Friends of hers told me how proud she was of me. I know this is not because of any accomplishments I may have done, it was simply because I was her daughter. I feel the same way about my children.

I would tell my mom all my concerns and worries and no matter what I said she would always support me, it's just what she did. I found her prayer journals this week. I discovered that for years and years she'd written down most everything I talked to her about. All of it was written in the form of prayers. The best gift a mother could give to their child is to pray for them.

My mom never called me Nancie, but always called me "mi hija" which means "my daugher", what an incredibly personal and loving way to speak to your children. Sometimes we don't realize how important a relationship is to us until it is gone. My relationship with my mother was and is one of the most important relationships in my life.

I love you mom. I miss you. I praise God that I will see you again someday.