Really miss my mom these days...

So many things have been happening that she would be thrilled about.  When I look at my niece, Sarah, and see how much she looks like her at that same age and how she, too, was in nursing school... it is heart-wrenching to think she is not here to see that.  None of her children had the slightest interest in going into that field, the sight of blood sending us all over the edge.

Sarah, I like to think she is watching.

I found four pennies the day before yesterday, and I like to think it is her letting me know.  Why would there be one right there, where I was washing my car, as I thought of her and how my tears were mixing with the car wash water?  Why was there one right there, heads up, on my doorstep, right in the middle where I would not miss it, as I bumbled back inside afterwards?  Then two more - the very same day?

I like to think it is her.  There is nothing like a good mom. Nothing. No one will ever love you more.