Day 273: Another thing I would call Mom to share: “Terry is coming to visit today!” Mom would be just as excited as I am to have her girls together.
Mom’s health deteriorated rapidly after David and I married. We were living in Provo, and Mom traveled to our apartment when our son, Taylor, was born. Terry drove Mom and Dad from Idaho for an overnight visit in our cramped college apartment. She never visited again.
That certainly doesn’t mean that my mom doesn’t have a presence in our home and our life here. Our house is dotted with her possessions and her photographs. In fact, it regularly feels like she’s close—that she’s aware of us.
Even though she may not have crossed this threshold, it didn’t stop her influence in our lives.
And you know what? Having my sister visit is the next best thing to having my mom cross the threshold. It’s gonna be a pretty amazing Sunday. Mom would be tickled pink.
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