It has been 2 years since Robin died and it will be 2 years since Mom died later this month.
I have not had one moment since then that I felt bad for either of them. I am convinced that they are both in Heaven and happy to be there. There have been many times that I have wanted to call each of them, to tell them something or to ask a question but am quick to realize I can't and what I had to say wasn't all that important anyway.
Many people morn the loss of there love ones because they were so close and the person that died was such a big part of their everyday life. Other people morn because they didn't spend time with that person when they were alive and are regreting that choice.
Next week I will be going to Kentucky to help Carol close the sale of our childhood home. This was my parents "dream house", the address I lived at for the first 19 years of my life, the grandparents home that I brought my babies to visit and much, much more. We will miss being able to go back there but I realize that what we will miss is not the location but the experience we shared there. We will always have those memories. We will always remember the love. We are who we are today, living in the present and very greatful for being so blessed, as a result of the past.
