Everytime I go home, I realize how much I miss my mom.

[Critters2]

My mother and I were very close, and I always loved going home to see her. We would get up before my dad. She'd come into my room to wake me, and we'd often sit on my bed chatting for a while. Then she'd go back downstairs and start breakfast while I got dressed. We'd sip tea and talk, over fresh fruit and yogurt and toast. The house would smell like coffee and toast and eggs. When the weather was nice, we'd go out on the patio with our tea. And just enjoy the morning, until my dad came down and joined us. That was such special time.

Every morning when I was home just now, I'd wake up and expect to smell coffee and toast. But no...nothing. Some mornings I imagined those smells, and then realized...no. And then I realized something else...

I really miss my mom.

[1Hippiechick]

1. KNOW that your mom misses you more than you could EVER miss her! I know - I'm the mom who misses

her son! It's TOUGH, but we tell ourselves that we did what we were supposed to do - we raised our kids to be responsible adults and they are doing what we raised them to do - to become independent, contributing members of society.

You will always be your mom's baby, regardless of how old you are. I'm guessing your mom is either deceased or somehow incapacitated?

[Critters2]

2. She died of a brain tumor three years ago.

She told me often how proud she was of me. That still means a lot.

Thanks, 1Hippiechick!

[1Hippiechick]

3. My heart breaks FOR you, poor baby.

:cry:

I'm glad that you had a good relationship with her and have wonderful memories. So many ppl go through life, hoping for the parent/child relationship they never had, and then when the person passes and that never occurred, they carry the grief of what might have been.

Peace.