Lonely

It is not a new feeling, but my heart is lonely. Sometimes I feel like I should call or talk to my mother, before I realize that she is not here anymore. I am so grateful for friends that send sympathy cards, even now, because I know that my mother and I are not forgotten. Though I want to tell everyone that my mother died, I try to keep quiet, as my attention should be on the person and his or her concerns. The anniversary, the birthday, the new baby or sadly, the funeral. The person does not need me blathering on that my mother died. My friends invite me out to dinner or to go on an outing because they know my sould is sad. On a happier note, my husband's birthday is coming up and we are celebrating it on Sunday. We are having a cook out, so perhaps I'll go shopping this evening. We'll see what his plans are. My daughter bought him a small propane grill, my other daughter got him a shirt, and my son, youngest daughter and I purchased a black and white framed photo of the college football stadium. He wanted an old photo of the stadium. I hope he likes it. Hurricane Matthew has devastated Haiti and killed many people. I'm thankful for the organizations that are helping. 500,000 people in Florida are without power.