Fifteen Years Like A Day

They say time flies when you’re having fun, but time also flies when you’re miserable or sad. Even the days you’ve spent at the DMV are few when it comes to your whole life.

Fifteen years ago, I said good-bye to my Mother. It feels just like it was yesterday. At times, it hurts that much too.

At the ripe old age of 47, she succumbed to her body’s deterioration due to Multiple Sclerosis (pneumonia is what finished her). It was a tense few months leading up to it. We had a feeling something was going to happen but none of us expected it so soon. We had seen her get very sick before, but she always managed to somewhat get back to what she was before.

I admire everything about my Mother. She kept her sense of humor even as her body fought her. She couldn’t lift her arms nor move her legs, but didn’t hesitate to chime in  a “Throw it to me. I’ll catch it.” as my brother tossed me a can of soda once on a visit.

She taught me that no matter what life throws at you, happiness is your choice. My childhood wasn’t easy. My adulthood hasn’t been much better. Through it all, I have looked for things that make me happy, whether it be a song or a poem or a tv show. Finding happiness no matter what your circumstance is what life is all about.

If my Mother could find a way to smile, so can I.

I miss her so much.