She and I shopped and got a lot of our Christmas shopping done. We had a ball. Then I had to "celebrate" Christmas without her. What a tremendous loss. She was an angel on earth and now she's an angel in Heaven. Feathers make their way into my presence almost everyday. She still helps me in life without even physically being here. Lights flicker when my sis and I sit at our table. Courtney and I had the same exact dream about her at the same time one night. Just us three walking. In a cottage somewhere. Outside. Green grass. She made my life worth living. Now what. I have to be strong for my 2 boys 1 & 4 years old. At least she got to meet them. And love them. I hope they remember her -at least her love she has for them. She was 69.
I miss you, Marmy.
Love, Tate
YaYa, Nana, Nana Kate
Mom, Mama, Marmie, Mum
Kathy, Kate, Kat, Katya
Saturday's Child
My Mother, my best friend.
