Mommin ain’t easy. Its been a rough couple weeks here. Times are hard for small businesses right now, so that itself is a struggle. Then add in my two oldest babies’ birthdays hitting at once along with my granny’s. Not to mention back to school shopping and trying to get back on the school schedule, sports starting back and all the running that comes with. It feels like it’s all you can do just to keep your head above water never being able to find that stability. But I still have my parents, and I am beyond thankful for that. Even on the hardest of days no matter how overwhelmed I get, I am thankful because I know it could be worse. I have seen so many of my closest friends suffer through the loss of one or both of their parents.
As I sit in my office waiting not so patiently
for prints to come out, there’s a break in the noise while I load the next. That’s when I hear the most proper speaking & girliest voice I know saying “Brennix I’m technically your guest right now, so that means I get to pick what we play!” It makes me giggle, and I just think “she would love her.”
My childhood on the holler consisted of playing in the creek, catching crawdads, climbing the hills, riding four wheelers & dirt bikes, riding bicycles up & down the road knowing it was time to get home and go in when the pole lights came on. My best memories are with my cousins and neighbors. I live in the house I grew up in and my cousin still next door. Now we watch our babies play. They are best friends just like we were. They play for hours on end, but we can text when it’s time for them to come home and not holler out the door like ours moms did. (LOL)
That’s another thing, our moms. They were also best friends. There’s something special about best friends, but when they’re your blood, your cousins or siblings, it’s an even stronger bond. They could go a couple weeks without talking just getting lost in the hustle of life, but when one would call the other to borrow a gallon of milk they’d talk and laugh for hours. They would also talk about their babies, you know how moms do. How their oldest ones were killing them costing a fortune in school clothes and funny things their youngest ones would say.
When my mom lost her best friend, taken way too soon, she lost a piece of her. To this day I’ve never heard her talk and laugh like she would with Tammy. She lost her ride or die, her deepest secret keeper, and that person she could always go to. And my cousins lost their mother. Even though I’ve not been through it, I’ve felt a small part. We had a pretty bad scare when my papaw had Covid. I thought it was my turn as I’ve seen so many of my closest friends around my age lose their parents. It was this gut wrenching panic and emptiness. Your parents are your safety net your rock and your security. When they pass away it’s like someone ripped that away from you and you’re left so vulnerable and so heart broken.
My heart aches for my cousins and all my other friends who’ve suffered that loss. I pray peace & comfort for every single one of you. I know how much my mom would love to pick up the phone and talk to her best friend about their grand babies and how much my cousins would love to call her even more. It’s so unfair that she isn’t here. She should be with us right now enjoying her grand baby, who is actually her twin, she looks just like her. She’s beautiful, intelligent, Girly, sassy, funny, and we all know, she would just love her.
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