Momma

March 2, 2012 will always stand in my memory as the worst day of my life. April 18, 2004 follows at a close second, but March 2 has got it beat hands down. That cloudy Friday morning was the day I lost my best friend, my confidant, my role model and the very center of my universe. That was the day my Momma died. For those of you that don't know April 18, 2004 was the day that my Daddy died. On March 2 I became an orphan before I was 30. 

My world doesn't seem to spin quite as well without Momma in it. She taught me so much about everything. She was an amazing woman that touched so many lives. I was staggered at the outpouring of sympathy and grief when she died. I hope that I can be half the woman that she was and that I can teach my children and raise them as well as she did me. I miss her so much some times that it's a physical pain. Then there are other times that it doesn't even seem real to me. I was an only child so we had a special kind of bond that most people didn't understand. We were more like best friend than parent and child, but she did know how to discipline me when I needed it. Gilmore Girls was our favorite TV show because Lorelei and Rory were so much like us. 

I miss my Momma, but I know she's always with me and her and Daddy are watching over me everyday now.