"The Hand That Rocks The Cradle Is The Hand That Rules The World" by William Ross Wallace

This is a special post dedicated to my mommy. It's been 20 years ago today that she passed away, and I miss her. It is devastating to lose a parent or loved one at any age. And even thought life does go on, it affects you for the rest of your life. Most days I feel grateful for my blessings and family and all that I have here on earth. But some days, I feel cheated because I didn't get to know my mom as an adult and I don't get to spend time with her and she doesn't know and love my babies or my wonderful husband. Some days, I feel mad because it's really just not fair. I have a great dad and a truly wonderful stepmother and I love them both, but I still miss her everyday. My mom was very patient and kind and I know that she loved me. I only remember her getting really upset with me one time. I think of that every time I get frustrated with Sarah and Ethan and I know she probably would have had a lot more patience than me and it helps me to be better. I think of all the trials she went through in her life, and how she endured with a beautiful smile on her face. She never gave up on people or life or things. She loved unconditionally. And, I know she still loves us and wants us to be happy. I know I will see her again and our family is eternal, and that is what makes it all bearable.