Happy 87th Birthday, Mom
Today would have been my mother’s 87th birthday. She died just before her 80th birthday. Every year, this date arrives with a blend of tenderness and ache, a reminder of both the years she...
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Seven Years On
Dear Mom, It’s now been seven years. Each August 2nd I find myself here again, writing to you—remembering, updating, and trying to capture how much I miss you. Some years feel harder than others,...
6 Years On. Dear Mom.
August 2, 2024 Dear Mom, Today marks six years since you left us, and not a day goes by that I don’t think about you and miss you dearly. Your love and guidance have...
Celebrating a Legacy: Remembering My Mother on Her 85th Birthday
Today marks what would have been the 85th birthday of an extraordinary woman – my mother. As I navigate through this bittersweet day, I find myself enveloped in a sea of memories, each a...
Four Years Gone: Miss You Mom
Miss you every day, but I’m reminded how much I miss you on this day when you left us. Love you mom. Life just isn’t the same without you. Miss telling you about everything...
Hello Mother. Three Years On.
Hello Mother. It is I, your number three son. I remember the first FB message I got from you. “Hello James … this is your mother.” I’d been trying to get you to set...
Letter to Mom – Two Years
Today is fast becoming my new mother’s day. Not in a way to celebrate, but more to honor my mom. I often talk with her and let her know what is going on, and...
Life Story of Dawn Olive McCullough
As I continue to explore my family history, I will post occasional life stories of individuals from my family tree. These will be noted with who each person is to me. Ancestor Reference: Mother...
One year…
One year ago, we listened as you took your last breath. There was silence. There was sadness. Our hearts were broken and an emptiness began to form, as we came to the realization that...
Six months… a letter to mum
It seems I post a lot about time recently. Time passing by quickly, or in some cases slowly. Today’s post is a reflection of time in a letter to my mum.
