15 Years

High School Us.

I didn't have much time to fully comprehend my mother's anniversary yesterday because I was busy with work on a Saturday. It has been 15 long and short years since my mother's passing. As I drove to school yesterday, I held back tears, but I also has a few realizations. I have known my life for an equal amount of time with and without my mom. It is scary for me to think that next year I will be in the latter half of that equation is for the rest of my life.

On a happier note, I also realized that after 15 years, I am back in the same community where she left me. Mercy was exactly what I needed at the time. Friends, teachers who knew and cared for me, and a softball team who had my back. Dad and I were both grateful for the Mercy community. And here I am today, working at Mercy, enjoying the same benefits of the community but as an adult. In 15 years, I have made a circle and I don't have any regrets. My mom knew Mercy was a great place.

I miss you mom. On to the next milestone. Thanks for watching.