“Liz”

Today would have been mom's 80th birthday. When she was younger her dad nicknamed her "Liz" - believing she looked like Liz Taylor. We visited her tree yesterday, a gorgeous sunny, cool day, her kind of day. I'm not sure how I'm living with this loss. I'm overwhelmed at times, OK at others.

I miss her smarts.

I miss her sass.

I miss her ability to shut my dad's nonstop talk down.

I miss her patting my hand.

I miss her laugh.

I miss how hard she tried to make everything OK, even when it was so clear it wasn't.

I miss her strength.

I miss her fight. 

My niece is starting to forget her which breaks me. Her loss hasn't left me, guessing on some level it never will. 

I miss her every single day.

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