So it's Christmastime again...
Its been six years since my mom has been gone but Christmas without her still hurts.
After my mom died in August my father and I were cleaning up their apartment a little. Inside a closet I found wrapped presents to me, my father and sister and her boys. She knew she wasn't going to make it to another Christmas and didn't want us to go without, because she was always thinking of us, so she did her shopping and even her wrapping.
It was really heartbreaking and heartwarming to find those presents. My sister didn't even open hers at the time, she needed to cherish that last gift. That was my mother. Always thinking of everyone else, always wanting everyone else to be happy at Christmas.
Last night Lexi was looking at a picture of myself and my mom and dad. When she got to my mom and said who that mommy, I said Memere. She said Hi Memere!
It completely broke my heart.