Unbelievably, it has been two years since the passing of my mother. January 23, 2006 was most definitely the day that changed my life forever. It sounds so trite, but you really can never be prepared.
Sadly, I was unable to make it to her grave today. Grace really wants to go and put down some pictures she has drawn for her, and I had to work late. Which was actually a God-send.
My favorite picture of us, taken Christmas Eve, just a month before she died.
Seriously, does she even look sick?
What a blessing.
(P.S. thank you hens, love you.)