I almost wrote a post about my cat, but then I decided that I would rather write it on someone infinitely more special to my heart (sorry Belle, I love you too).

Some memories of my mother:

1. Sitting on her lap in the rocking chair. She sang a song of her own making to the tune of “Rainbow Connection.”

2. Tucking me into bed at night. I would “hide” under the covers so she wouldn’t find me.

3. Going home after my first year of college and sitting with her on the couch, the cats crawling all over us.

4. A sick day. We drank tea and watched “Sweet Home Alabama.”

5. Driving to dance and discussing Harry Potter.

6. Working out at the gym. We would wake ourselves up by listening to “I’ll Make a Man Out of You” and “You Can’t Stop the Beat.”

7. Going on retreat. Beforehand, we ate lunch and got pedicures.

8. Laying my head on her lap, listening to her stomach gurgle and enjoying the feeling of a light hand through my hair.

9. Settling down on the couch for a nap and her wrapping a blanket around me.

10. Calling her and hearing a perky “Hello!”

I know this is rather short post, but often the smallest amount of words convey the most meaning and the most love.

I love you so much Mom! Thank you for being there!

Now I should get back to writing this paper…