every mile a memory...

I could be really sad today. In fact I'm trying not to be, which is why instead of focusing on the fact that 1 month ago today we had to turn off the machines and watch my mother pass away, I am going to focus on something that will make me smile.

TOP 5 QUIRKY THINGS ABOUT MY MOM THAT NOW I ACTUALLY MISS:

5. She would talk as if somebody was actually listening. This would happen especially at work. She would have a conversation with somebody, the person would walk away, and my mom with her face to her computer would keep talking as if they were still around. Completely oblivious. Since I sat the closest to her I would constantly be looking up, thinking she was talking to me, and say "who are you talking to...". It was so obnoxious. Or at home she would talk in the softest voice as if the acoustics in her home would magnify her voice loud enough to be heard in all rooms....then she would get frustrated when none of us heard a word she said.

4. She had no sense of time. Ever. She would run out for a couple errands and be gone hours. Or we would plan to leave the house at a certain time, and without fail she was never ready. Luckily I have my friend Emily who is afflicted with the same problem, otherwise I would actually miss this a whole lot more.

3. She watched a lot of tv shows. Seriously. ALOT! She had three satellites that pretty much ran all the time taping shows all day long. Every channel you could think of. "It's me or the dog"...who watches that show....well my mom did. We used to make fun of her all the time for the amount of hours that she used up watching everything, but now...when I want somebody to talk to about the shows that we both watched....I really miss her.

2. Her choices of travel food were ridiculous. I talked about this at the funeral, and then a week or so ago I was going through her drawers at work I actually found a bag of those stupid sesame seed cracker things that she always ate in my car leaving seeds all over the place, and I just smiled.

1. She had the worst gas issues. I'm not talking about running out of gas in her car here...i'm talking about actually bodily gas issues. Not to be gross or anything, but seriously she was let out little bursts all the time and just follow it with a casual "oh sorry" as if it was nothing. Home, work, in public....no scene was too awkward for my mom to lose control of her bodily functions. One time, while trying to step over my legs to get out from the couch her knees locked and she was caught straddling my legs with her butt right in my face. She started to laugh and then let out a gunfire of gas explosions right at me. Each laugh let out more bursts right into my face. I ridiculously tried to stop it with the hands, but we were all laughing so hard only making the situation worse. The gunfire finally ceased and she walked away with only a "well you should have moved your legs" spoken in my direction.