Sending Letters To Heaven

My mom has been in heaven
for two years.

This year, Adam is in DC. Josh is in Park City. Manda is in Indiana. So, Jenn, Ashley, and I got together. We ate lunch at Rock Creek Pizza (one of Mom's favorites). Then we went to the cemetery. Our tradition is to Send Letters to Heaven. We went back to the cemetery later to spend some time with my dad.

It was a nice day, But...
I don't like that she is in heaven. She didn't want to go to heaven this soon.
I don't like that I can't call her when I need her. She welcomed our calls and loved that we all called her all the time.
I don't like that she isn't here to love my kids. She cared about them and made them feel special and important.
I don't like that my kid's memories of her are fading. She asked them to "remember her."
I don't like that we go to lunch without her. She loved going to lunch -"she didn't choose, she just paid."
I don't like that she isn't sitting at the front desk at Aaron's office. She loved working and loved our patients.
I don't like that her favorite red chair sits in my basement.
But...
I love that:
she is my mom.
she was my best friend.
she loved my husband.
she loved my kids and saw only good in them.
she taught me to have Faith.
I love that I will see her again.

I miss you Mom!