Today would have been my mother’s 53rd birthday. Unfortunately though, as mentioned in this post from September, she left us at 39.
I often wonder what life would have been like for my mom if she had not gotten diabetes at the age of 11.
Would she still have become a nurse?
Would she have had me and Brandi?
Would our step-dad still be in our lives?
I often wonder what mom would be like if she hadn’t passed away at the age of 39.
Would she still have her long, thick, dark brown hair? Or would it be predominantly grey.
Would her and our step-dad still be together? Or would their paths have taken a different route.
Would she still live in a small apartment in Aurora? Or would she have bought a house in the country.
I often wonder what life would have been like if she had not left us so soon.
Would I have taken the same academic paths?
Would Brandi have had such a rough time growing up?
Would I be with Huib?
It’s days like this, when I stop and wonder, how different life could or would have been if we were celebrating mom’s birthday with her, instead of just remembering.
Even though you’re not here physically, I know you’re here in spirit.
Happy Birthday Mom!