For those who know me well, you know what happened to my family on May 17, 2001. We lost our sister, our wife, our daughter, our friend, my mom, Debbie McLeod.
Tomorrow it will have been 10 years since she passed away and I haven’t really thought much about tomorrow, or how long it’s really been until about a week ago. Not only that it’s been 10 years, but how much I’ve grown, changed, learned and realized in those 10 years.
I will write a post tomorrow about my mom but this post is about the past 10 years for me.
I’ve lost touch with many friends but gained many new (and amazing) friends.
I’ve followed my passions – some are still my passions, others not so much.
I’ve loved, thought I’ve loved, been heartbroken and only recently realized how small and insignificant those relationships all seem in the big picture. I’ve also recently taken a close look at my life and realized that I’m really excited for where I’m going and I only wish my mom could share in that.
For those of you who are still close with your mom, don’t wait until Mother’s Day to tell her that you love her. Make it a regular thing. You never know how much time you have with her. For me, it was 4 days after we went golfing as a family on Mother’s Day in 2001.