Monday, December 19, 2016

A YEAR GONE BY... 12-18-2015

The best thing about a cell phone is the camera.
I have always wanted to be a photographer.
If I were more daring and outgoing... maybe.
In another life maybe.

Ask my boys. 
I have captured most of the moments in their lives via cell phone.
Sometimes they get tired of it, 
Sometimes they request it.

It's been a year since we said goodbye to mom.
It has not been easy.
I doubt it ever will be.
Like the boys, I tried to capture moments with her too.
She never complained like the boys.
Maybe she knew it would be something that would bring us comfort when she was gone.
I miss that smile.
Even when she fought like hell through chemo, she had that smile.

So on the first year of her passing, we honor her memory by doing what she loved.
We all had breakfast at her favorite hangout.
We sat in her favorite spot (although it's completely remodeled now)
We bought 3 extra chocolate chip cookies to take with us because she always had some in her purse for the boys when she got home.
We made an afternoon stop at her favorite Mexican market.
We bought some chicharron because she would always come home with some to share whenever she went there. She had tried chicharron elsewhere, but this was the best one. Even after the cancer made it impossible for her to enjoy the fatty snack, she would buy more, so she could watch us enjoy it... and the boys did/do!
Mexican rice pudding was what she discovered she could eat during chemo, so we bought lots of it, all different kinds. I am grateful to rice pudding for giving her the calories she needed.
We ended the night celebrating her life at another favorite place of hers, Hometown Buffet. I think it was her favorite place to eat because she knew that kids loved it there... and she loved making kids happy, especially her grandkids. 
No waiting for food and lots of choices, what more can kids ask for?
We don't go there often now, 
but when we do, I know the kids think of her, as we do.

 My sister posted this picture of mom walking the Great Wall. She is wearing a pouch she had made. A seamstress by trade in China, mom made many beautiful and useful things. Resourceful and creative is what she was.
 One of two beautiful quilts she left us... with pieces from the fabrics she used to make clothing and other items during our childhood.
And that wonderful smile.
Thank you mom.
Miss you mom.
Grateful for the time we had with you.
 

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