My mom's 77th birthday.
She's been gone only 2 days yet I miss her so much.
Yesterday on the way to her apartment to get some info I needed for the funeral home I was moved to stop by an old friend of hers who lives across the street.
I had the dozen roses my aunt had bought for my mom for her birthday, & felt they should go Rennie. Rennie is around my moms age & was widowed just a couple of years ago.
Rennie used to walk & talk with my mom & was devastated that she had passed. Giving her the roses seemed like something mom would have done.
As we cried & embraced I felt God's comfort there for both of us.
Happy birthday mom.