Monday, January 4, 2016
Mom was always there for me. Whether it was a phone call in the night - she would always pickup and talk usually after she had retired to bed (my being 3 time zones away), or if I had to talk out troubles as a teen late at night buying me a burger being on-call at night at the hospital. Being a nurse she was there to patch me together more times than I could remember after being injured. Once she even flew across the continent to 'be there' after I had broken a leg. As a family even though she did not partake in activities, she was there waiting, watching, or spending the day waiting until we finished. My thoughts will be of her advice, intelligence, the way she could persevere though a difficult ordeal, warmth and the love she showed me, family and others.
