A Stocking for Mom (Reblog)

Today would have been my mom’s 83rd birthday. We lost her to cancer just a couple of months before what would have been her 56th birthday. I miss her every single day, but especially at Christmas.

Mom made Christmas special —something I’ve never quite been able to replicate, and I don’t believe I ever properly thanked her. We just took for granted that she’d always be there to work her magic and that it would never end. She left a bit of it in our memories of her, though. That’s what I call a blessing.

I wrote this piece several years ago. For Mom.

https://nananoyz5forme.com/2014/12/24/a-stocking-for-mom/

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I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats.

3 thoughts on “A Stocking for Mom (Reblog)”

  1. Leslie, this is so beautiful. I had no idea that you lost your Mom so young. Although my Mom lived to be 89 and shared many wonderful Christmas memories and traditions, her mother died when my Mom was 13, and I remember that my Mom missed her Mom terribly until the day she died. It sounds to me that you inherited the crown of Queen of Stockings.

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