I have been putting off this blog entry until I am emotionally ready, and I realized that is probably not going to happen anytime soon. Last week was the 5 year anniversary of my mom's death, and on Valentine's Day, it was the 5 year anniversary of her burial. I think thinking about her, on top of Akila's tough behavior, has made me more emotional than I normally am.
My mom was a pretty cool lady who would be probably losing her mind watching all the stuff going on with Akila. I have mentioned this before, but she was not very patient with Akila's uniqueness, and she died before Akila's behavior got bad. But I really wish I could call her up and vent sometimes.
My mom was one of the Willmar 8, a group of women who were "famous" in the 1970's. Feel free to go to the link to read about her if you'd like. It is pretty crazy to google my mom's name, Doris Boshart, and to have a bunch of info come up. There was a documentary and a made for TV movie made about the group as well. I have both on VHS tapes, but my nephew, Ben, gave my brother a DVD of the documentary for Christmas. Tony said it made him cry. That is a pretty thoughtful gift for a 19 year old!
I can tell that I am getting quite old, as I am frequently doing things that I realize are behaviors that my mom had, some good, some bad. It is strange the kind of things that make you think of someone you have lost. I was brushing my teeth the other day, and I cleared my throat, and I remembered always hearing my mom make a similar noise when she was brushing her teeth. Anyway, during rough times, I miss my mom. I guess that is how it is suppose to be.
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