Thursday marks the 25th anniversary of the day my Mom died, but, as my Dad says: "Your Mom dying isn't the most important thing she ever did. ... It's just the most painful." She gave my brothers and I more love and happiness than a lot of people get from their parents in a whole lifetime. I will be forever grateful for the time we had her, but I sure do wish there was more time. I wish I could call my Mom up and visit. I wish I could hear her laugh, see her smile or feel the touch of her hand. I love her and miss her so much and I can't even begin to explain the sorrow of losing her at such a young age has caused. But, in return for all of that pain, I have strength. And, I couldn't have gotten through these past few years without that strength. So, for that I am grateful.
I got an e-mail from an old boss of hers while Carla was in the hospital. He said that he had a picture somewhere of my Mom walking out of a store on one of the clinic trips they took. He said... She's smiling like she just made someone's day, and she probably did. That was my Mom.
I don't have 99% of my photos here in Seattle. But I do have some that I scanned last year when I was home for a visit. So, enjoy :)
|My Parents, at my Uncle Mark & Aunt Tara's wedding.|
|At the lake with my brother Adam, and me. The lake was a huge part of our childhood.|
|Here is my brother Andy on the left, me, Mom & my brother Adam. Hiking around at McClellan Creek, I think.|
|This was Easter when I was in 5th grade, I think. We were at my Mom's best friend, Robin's house.|
|My parents, probably at Refrigerator Canyon.|
|I love this picture, and even carried it around in my purse for a few years. I love it because it is silly. My Mom was silly and fun :)|
|One of the last pictures I have of us together.|
|Again, being silly :)|
|I've been told she was pregnant with me in this picture. This is outside of Wong's, in Helena.|
|Typical Mom, sunning herself and drinking a Tab.|
|From left to right we have my Great Grandpa Carl (who Mom was named after) , my Uncle Dan, Aunt Georgia, Great Grandma Schiller, Dad & Mom.|
|At one of the Jazz Festivals with Jack & Robin. Did you know my Mom helped start the Jazz Festivals in Helena...|
|As a girl... 16 I've been told. I'm not sure.|
|My Dad, making a good decision :)|
When Carla asks why we named her "Carla" I tell her because I wanted to name her after one of the most awesome people I have ever known...My Mom.