A Note From Dad

I Can’t Call My #3

Some days I just want to call her.  And then I realize that even though she’s still #3 on my phone’s speed dial, it just can’t happen.  There is no  speed dial that will connect me with her now.

There will come a day when you’re grown and out on your own that you wake up and want to call your mom, but get wrapped up in the business of your day.  You’ll put it off, and then before you know it months will have gone by without having heard her voice.  Don’t be that guy.  Don’t do to your mom what I did to mine.  She has always been, is now, and will always be your greatest fan and there for you whenever you need her.  Even if it’s just to hear her voice.  Don’t wake up one day wishing you could call her but knowing you can’t because she’s gone.  Well over a full year after her passing, she remains the top commenter on this blog.  She always had my back.  Always.

This woman right here…your granny…she loved each of you, with so much passion that I just can’t even write about it…there. are. no. words.  If ever there was an example of what “All In” looked like, it was her love for you.  I’m saddened to the point of tears as I write this, knowing how much of her life you missed.  She always had your back.  Always.

Mom & SD in March 2008
Mom with NE and SI in November 2009
I Miss You Mom

I miss you mom.  That is all.

2 thoughts on “I Can’t Call My #3”

  1. I can totally relate. I miss my Mom too. She passed 14 years ago and sometimes it seems like just yesterday. I pick up the phone, longing to call her. I still remember her number and will until the day I die. I wish our kids had known her. 72 seems so very young to me. March and December are hard months to get through even now.

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