Your Mother Is Always With You.....

I visited this blog last night and realized three things.
1. That it has been a very long time since I've been here
2. I really wish I would have done a better job keeping up with updates...there is so much that I wish i would have wrote down and
3. that there has never been an update letting everyone know that my mom passed away. Most of you already know this but I know there are alot of people that randomly stumple upon this board and they may or may not wonder how my mom did with this awful disease.
I am very sad to say that she passed away November 19th 2009. Ironically, during the month of lung cancer awareness.
She is missed greatly. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't think of her and wish that she were still here with.

Jo-Anne Lawrie Gardner
8/10/51-11/19/09


I found this poem online. I love it.....

Your Mother is always with you.
She's the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the street.
She's the smell of certain foods you remember, flowers you pick and
perfume that she wore.
She's the cool hand on your brow when you're not feeling well.
She's your breath in the air on a cold winter's day.
She is the sound of the rain that lulls you to sleep, the colors of a
rainbow. She is Christmas morning.
Your Mother lives inside your laughter.
She's crystallized in every teardrop.
A mother shows every emotion - happiness, sadness, fear,
jealousy, love, hate, anger, helplessness, excitement, joy,
sorrow... and all the while, hoping and praying you will only know the good feelings in life.
She's the place you came from, your first home, and she's the map you follow with every step you take.
She's your first love; your first friend, even your first enemy, but
nothing on earth can separate you. Not time, not space...not even death!
~author unknown