The past week has been rough. Well, the past nine months has been pretty hard too. If you don’t know, a week ago my mom passed away after a long nine month battle with cancer. 
If you know me, you know how close I was with my mom. She has been the only parent I have really had around for over 15 years. I guess you can say I am a momma’s boy. Take that as a positive meaning and not the kind of momma’s boy who live in his mom’s basement and has never had a girlfriend.

Mom has been so many things to me; she showed me so many good things in life. Mom embodied what it means to be selfless; the kind of woman who would drop whatever she had going on to help you with something. Mom also came from a long line of independent (stubborn) people. That’s one trait that I’m mostly grateful she passed along to me. 
To those of you who have been there for me and my family, I thank you. The warmth and sympathy you have shown have helped greatly.
 I know mom is in a better place now and with the One who can now give her peace. But I still miss her. And I know I always will. But I will carry her memory with me. As she molded me with her example, I hope to train my children by that example of her life. I do know that despite all of her pain and suffering, she is now truly in the arms of her Maker. And because of this that despite losing mom and the grief that followed I know when she passed she arrived in heaven and exclaimed “This is a happy day!” (Inside family joke)