Tuesday, December 25, 2012

CHRISTMAS 2012


Hey Sweetie Pie
It's Christmas Eve 2012
This is our fourth Chritmas without you.
I decided early on you and Grandma Van are hanging around, kicking up your heels,
not worried about who is thinking what about you.
I hope today you are having a bit of bubbly to celebrate the holidays.
Don't forget to toast the old folks back home.

Thought I would share a pict of Emily's Christmas gift to me.
It's too funny.
We found this wandering around the Costco in Colorado Springs.
I know you would approve.
We'll toast you tonight, just the old folks and Sam while we're sitting by the fire.
No Cosmos this year, just some wine.
We'll remember you at dinner tomorrow night with the family.

Miss you.
Merry Christmas
Hugs and kisses
Mo

Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Thoughts on Loosing a daughter

Losing my Kimmy, what can I say? I learned to survive, I've learned to live, to laugh. I've learned to have fun again. I've learned it's ok to drive past our spots, to walk in the parks where we walked, where you played, I learned I can go to our restaurants, your bars, see your friends. I think of you commuting down Hwy 50 everyday when I drive home. I thank you everyday for the comfort of Sam the dog. I thank you for MAC makeup.
I think I am surviving, I think I am living, I think I am ok, then something comes along and slaps me upside the head.
Last year I went to premier of a dance At the Crocker Art Galley. I knew the group performing the dance. I didn't know of the artist who inspired the dance. I saw one of your high school buddies who recognized me. I told her about you. The performance was about the loss of a child. I was so stunned, I just watched the veiled dancers, shedding their gauzy shrouds to celebrate a day and putting them back on to exist another. The closing view of two little girls, one with blond hair, the other with brown, running hand-in-hand in a field of flowers. You and Emmy. My invisible veil covers my face, hiding the tears.
This year, it's the birthday celebration of a 20/30 something coworker, on your birthday. She wears a pink gerbera in her hair just like you. An orchid and card were left on the porch by a former boyfriend.
We remember, we celebrate the memories,
we honor the life that was with friends and family young and old.

The Cosmos Queen

 
 
 
 
Loving you always.
 
To my Cosmos Queen.
A toast from San Francisco.