Tuesday, 30 March 2010 -- Day 100 (113)

This is my 100th post. Some may think that's 100 too many. Television shows seem to make a big deal out of the 100th episode. For me it's just one more day without Mom. It had to have been hard for her. She spent three-fourths of her life without a mom. How did she do it? I've only been battling the motherless void for 113 days, and she lived it for 60 years. I wonder if she felt as lost as I do most days. If she did, she never let on. I wonder when I say my prayers tonight, if God could patch me through to Mom. I'd sure love to talk to her. Just talk about whatever pops into our heads. Right about now we'd be talking about the upcoming Easter holiday...meal plans, who's bringing the egg dye kit, making sure she's got an angel food cake mix and coconut and green food coloring and jelly beans, wondering what I can bring. It's all different now. Ron and Dad are coming here for Easter. My other siblings are choosing to be elsewhere. Mom was definitely the glue that held this family together, and she did it all without a mom to teach her how.