Milestone time for me again…
My mom passed two years ago today. On some levels, I find it absolutely incomprehensible that it has been two years already. How is that possible? It feels like just last month that I was on a plane back from LA to Orlando after getting the news. My sister and I missed saying goodbye to my mom one last time by a matter of a day.
Much of what I’m feeling these days are “coulda’, woulda’, shoulda'” about my parents’ final days. Wishing that I’d been there on time or soon enough to just say goodbye to them just one more time. Or, to just remind them that regardless of all the stuff I had to go through on their account, I was glad as hell that they were my parents.