We knew it was coming.
We were all hoping and praying for a miracle.
It was not meant to be...
Last week, The Mr.'s mom passed away after a valiant battle with pancreatic cancer.
It's an ugly disease.
Ruthless.
It shows no mercy.
I regret never sharing certain things...
I'm not sure if I expressed the depths of my thanks for her son. He holds my heart and I credit her with his strength.
She always let me be me. We had differing tastes and styles, but not once did she try to change me.
I have no doubt that she loved our little family. She respected our traditions and never imposed her desires over ours.
She was a cheerleader for us all. There was never a time that she wasn't in our corner.
I am sure that she didn't realize how much she was loved.
How much she is loved, still.
My husband will miss her.
My children will miss her.
And I will miss her.