Today is my mom’s birthday. Sunday is Mother’s Day. Unfortunately, I am no longer able to go home to spend time with her. It is a hard week for me. I’m sure it is an even harder week for the family who lived with her and saw her every day. I’m not sure I will ever be the same as I was before she died. I get sad easier these days. Nostalgia creeps up on my easier these days. Our trips to Kentucky are different now. I haven’t really been back to my hometown for the past three years. Our family get-togethers are smaller now, and not just by one person.
I wish I had gone home more as an adult. I keep saying I’m going to go home more to see my siblings now, but when you live 600 miles away it’s hard. It’s not a quick trip and I don’t work a job where vacations over a weekend are easy. I need to work harder on that.
Anyway, I’m sad today and I will be sad for a few days. I would rather be in Kentucky celebrating.