Here I sit at 4 o'clock in the morning, awaiting truck traffic that may, or may not show up at our gate. It leaves me with a lot of time to think and remember. And not necessarily in that order. I will admit, FaceBook takes up a good deal of my night hours, but ya know, one can only read the same stuff over and over so many times.
It seems that all the truck traffic here abruptly stops at or about 2:30am. Hmm, wonder if the unloading facility closes down around that time, or, do all the truck drivers decide it's time for some shut eye. Anyhow, 2:30 to 6:30 leaves me plenty of time to post on FaceBook, update the blog, watch a lot of reruns and think.
It was Mothers day yesterday (Sunday) and that brings to mind memories of my Mom and Wandas Mom. I was just remembering the last thing my Mom said to me, right before we left for a California adventure back in 2010, "I won't be here when you get back." she said. Now, I remember exactly how she said it and my reply was, "Yes you will, you'll be right here when we get back." About 2 weeks later, my Mom passed away.
Wandas Mom passed away around midnight one night and that all seemed like a dream, a bad dream.
While we're joyous that they are now with the Lord in Heaven, with no more aches and pains, it's still tough losing your Mother.
Sometimes we remember things that will probably stick with us until that day, that we too, leave this life here on earth. Then it'll be great, we'll get to see our Mothers, Fathers, Brothers and Sisters that went on before us.
Well, I think that's all I want to say about that.
Mothers Day, a day of remembrance.
Later . . .
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