Marching On

It has now been ten years since the death of my mother. An entire decade now has past, it really seems rather hard to believe. It is amazing to me, thinking back on all the important events that have happened to me in the last ten years. She was there for none of them, but it doesn't seem that way. Not to say, it actually seems that she was there, because it does seem that way either. I guess that is why they say, "Gone but not forgotten." I am not sure what it is like for the rest of my family but, this is the toughest week of the year, although I am must say it is nothing like it was in the past. Time does march on...