So, something happened today that made me even more grateful for my Mama and Daddy.
The thought of losing them.
As a dear friend is going through the impending loss of her mother, I daydreamed about this reality in my own life. I can’t even imagine my life without a phone call (or ten) a day from my Mama. I can’t imagine shopping and not thinking about being excited to show Mama what I bought. I can’t even fathom going to my childhood home and my Daddy not sitting in his recliner talking about a TV show…OR commercial! My kids love going to see Nanny and Papa. My hubby loves to talk to my Dad about electronics or weather or anything, really. I just love them, and knowing they are there. They aren’t elderly. They are not in poor health. But I also know they are not mine forever. They will be gone one day and though I know they will have the happiest reunions along streets of gold…I will miss them being here among our streets, just a phone call or a short drive away.