I had a crappy day today. No one thing, a cumulative

matter. Teetering on the abyss of WTF.

Then I tuned in to an old friend who is grieving the first

year without her best friend. Then I remembered my first

year. My Mom was a conundrum, a puzzle if you would.

The parts never quite fitting, for me and my sister's there

was no closure, no farewell, no meaningful goodbyes.

My friend seems to have turned a page when her Mom was in

her final journey. Yet the wound that losing someone makes

stays raw for awhile.

For me it's been 33 yrs. at times I forget her face, but I

remember as soon as I smell "Juicy Fruit Gum".

She was a handful, beautiful, crazy and mean as a pit bull.

She was my Mom.

Miss Audrey is in the heavens restored, young, beautiful.

She may be sitting with my Mom...

Watching all of us.....sweet