Amy was born June 11, 1969 and died June 16, 1989. This week is always the toughest of the year. Amy was my first born daughter. I tried going back to work after her birth, but I couldn't do it. I had to be there for all her "firsts". I loved being a mother so much that when she was 6 months old, I got pregnant....on purpose. Nine months later, I had 2 beautiful daughters. Who knew one day that I'd lose one. I know this time of year is hard.....but I don't realize how cranky, upset, emotional, pessimistic, and frustrated I really am until June 12th. It's hard this time....I'm alone. I was going to go to Idaho where Amy is buried in the family plot, but I don't think I can do it. I just can't do it alone anymore. The drive is long and boring and with my health, I'm afraid to drive that far. Amy isn't there, anyway. She's in heaven with my dad. Oh, how he loved her. I hope they are having a grand time. My parents are buried to my left....also my grandparents. In fact, a lot of my aunts and uncles, all my grandparents and some great-grandparents are buried in this cemetary in Payette, Idaho.
So, Amy, this is for you. You were my love, my dreams, my future.....when you left, there was a hole in my heart. It's still there....always. I miss you, I miss your smile, I miss your independence, I miss your curiosity, I miss your attitude, i miss your sassiness, I miss your graduation from college, I miss your wedding, I miss your children and I miss a relationship with me. I love you always. Mom
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*Hugs*
lella
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