Birthdays, anniversaries and milestones all bring us to that sad place when we miss someone who's died. Today, my mom would have turned 75. The hours turn into weeks turn into months and years, and it's moments like missed birthdays and watching my daughters -- who were babies when she passed -- grow into accomplished, motivated, strong young women.
Seasons and years pass. Birthdays, holidays and the pages of a calendar. We're busy. Time goes on. But, something will bring up a memory; sometimes a smile, sometimes a tear. The emptiness and loss never leave us, but in time, our memories soothe us.