Some people don't like to acknowledge a date of death. I get it, trust me. October 29 is a weird day. My goal this year was to not be sad. I have a few years under my belt. But then today, I couldn't hear her laugh when I thought of her. And I'm trying so very hard. I can hear her try to read a menu at a Mexican food restaurant using her Yankee accent, even though she had lived in Texas since 1983. I can even think of her smell and still know what it was like. But I forgot her laugh. She had a great laugh, I remember that. I hope it comes back to me. Sidney will never know her laugh or have memories to forget, but she really likes to hear stories about my mom. And, I don't want to forget.
I've started writing them down, so I remember. Stories and little things- her favorite color of lipstick, the way she could peel an apple in one long strand of peel, the recipes she used. I want to remember, and I want Sidney to know.
So, my friends, here's where I need your help. If you knew her, or knew of her, or just made an observation from her picture, could you write it down for me. Because I don't want to forget. And, on October 29 I would like to honor her. xo
