Today marks the 5th anniversary of the day my Mom lost her battle with lung cancer. I was holding her hand when she passed.
To this day, hospitals and sick people really hit me hard. When I see people smoking cigarettes I want to get up in their face, smack them upside the head and give them a piece of my mind. When I see teenagers smoking it really kills me.
My Mom was a straight shooter to say the least. No nonsense. Opinionated and not afraid to let you know it.
She was the best damn singer you ever heard. Back in the day she beat out Barbra Streisand for singing gigs before she had kids. In her 60’s she started singing again with a local big band. Man it was cool to see her on stage. I still remember the conversations: “Hi Mom. What is up?” Then she’d say “Sorry, can’t talk right now. I’m on the way to a gig.” Man that’s my line.
Mom and I golfed too
My Mom fit in very well at the country club. She got along so well with the ladies there. She had a good golf swing too. I still remember her unique waggle.
So here’s to you Mom. I’m tipping back a glass of wine in your honor.