Visiting mom: 4 years later (prelude)

Four years ago tomorrow, my mother died. That’s still weird to say... my mother died. I had hoped to be finish sharing her cancer story by this point and share about that morning I woke up and she was gone. However, there’s still so much of the story left untold. So, on this particular day (Sept.23), I thought I would share about visiting mom 4 years later...

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I’m listening to Death Cab this morning (Aug.21) – I love this band and have realized no matter how much I listen to them, I never get sick of their music. I’ve also realized something else; my thoughts almost always drift to death in some way when I listen to them. I know that sounds morbid and depressing – but it’s not to me. I don’t know how to explain it. It’s as if I have developed a consciousness of death since mom died. And I’ve noticed in a lot of Death Cab’s songs, he speaks of death, loss, or something similar.

While listening to this song (Grapevine Fires) this morning, it somehow reminded me of visiting mom’s grave site the last time I was in TN. I haven’t really thought about it since I left. Probably b/c it was hard… probably b/c as soon as I landed in CO, I learned of the loss of our pregnancy… probably b/c it was all too much to think about.

However, this morning, I’m thinking about it...