SO Monday, was the Big 26...I could choose to think it's all down hill from here...but nah! That's not my style! Although this was definitely the toughest birthday, the first after the passing of my mom. I have never had a birthday in my 26 years where she was not right beside me to celebrate with me. It always seemed like it was more of a celebration of her after the 32 hours of labor accompanied by NO drugs for my triumphant entry into this world! You heard me right, none, and 32 hours of LABOR!!! One of our birthday (and sometimes, just because I felt like it) traditions, I would crawl in her lap like a baby and she would cradle me and say, "My newborn baby I just brought home from the hospital". I loooved it. Now as the years have gone by and my mom's illness increased I outweighed her by quite a bit, but still I crawled in her lap year after year and she would ensue in rocking her fully grown daughter as best she could, and we would just laugh and laugh! BOY I miss her so much!! (Fighting back tears right now)
WE spent the weekend in St. Louis and as we were heading home, my super sweet husband was trying so hard to make my day special and cheer me up. So we stopped in Jackson, MO, where I attended high school and took the dogs to the park and of course snapped a few photos.
