On exactly one year after my mothers death (September 26th 2011), the Redskins played the Cowboys. How fitting, I know she was watching. The Redskins lost, lol.
That morning Rockett, Dawn and I paddled out into the Pacific Ocean and put white roses in the ocean in her honor. Talita took pictures. Maybe one of those roses made it to Hawaii. She loved it there.
A little over a year after my mother passed away, we spread her ashes in the Atlantic Ocean, along with her beloved dog Ruth. Friends came and put flowers in the ocean while Victor and I took Momma Flora's and Ruth's ashes out. Friends came to the house and we ate, drank, played music and told Momma Flora stories. We sat on the deck on that beautiful night. Around midnight, we toasted her. As we raised our glasses and looked up towards heaven, a shooting star flashed overhead. It was a "made for movies" ending. She deserved that.
I've have now gone thru 2 sets of holidays without her....one surgery......one hurricane.....marriages........births......deaths.......a new hair cut.
Tonight I really miss her. I am an orphan. But I do have a new angel on my shoulder.
