Reminders

Lots of little reminders sneaked into my consciousness yesterday and today. Things Mom loved were all over the place.  

My friend (and boss), Samantha, moved into a new house and I visited there today. We walked around her property looking at all the trees and flower beds.  She had a number of azalea bushes and crepe myrtle trees, some hydrangeas, and I found a surprise wild rose bush tucked into a nook in a shrubbery ring out in the field. Driving home this afternoon, a brilliant male cardinal flew across the driveway in front of me. I drove past one of Mom's favorite restaurants. I heard some music she loved (big band).  I also heard some music she hated; ironically, that's the one that brought some tears. 

I guess it doesn't matter what actually gives me the release, as long as it comes.  I still need the big one to hit so I can really move on, but I guess I should just be patient with myself.  Grief has a schedule of its own, and it doesn't care if that schedule works for me. 

I miss my Mom.