I Know that if Home Is Where My Mom Is, then My Home is Now in Heaven
If home is where my mom is, then my home is now in heaven. I never get to go home again. Not on Earth, anyways.
If home is where my mom is, then my home is now in heaven. I never get to go home again. Not on Earth, anyways.
We were originally supposed to get married in May of 2008. But, when it was clear that my mother’s early onset Alzheimer’s disease was progressing rapidly, we moved the wedding up by four months. She still knew I was her beloved daughter at my wedding despite Alzheimer’s disease. Eighteen years ago today, on January 12,…
I don’t get to do anything with my mom anymore because she’s dead. As I became an adult, my mother became almost childlike with early onset Alzheimer’s disease.
I’m entering another new year without my mother beside me. Another new year without her love. Another new year without her support. And another new year without her encouragement.
It is often painful to remember a deceased loved one at Christmas. I’ve lost my mother and my grandparents over the last two decades. Holidays are always hard for our family. We are reconciling the joy of the season with the grief that inevitably fills our hearts each year. I never want my loved ones…