In the past year, many exciting things have happened to me. I moved in with my boyfriend, I got promoted, I went to Europe for the first time and I was on the radio. I’m happy about it all, but it felt weird without my mom. I shared (almost) everything with her and, even though I have the good fortune of having so many amazing people in my life, it didn’t feel right not sharing these moments with her too. I miss her every single day… and I know I’m not alone in that. I miss her advice, I miss her kindness, I miss her laugh and the way she could crack up over the smallest moments (usually something unintentionally funny my dad did.)
This blog helps me feel connected to her. After finishing a book, I wonder what my mom would have thought of it. And I wonder if she would regret putting any of the books on the list knowing I would force myself to read them all. But while I may not know her reading opinions, I’m fairly sure she’d be proud (and embarrassed at all of the attention). She would probably read every post and email me constantly with feedback… and a lot of corrections for my typos.
I love you, Mom.