8 years ago, you left this world for another. But I’ve never stopped feeling you with me. In your quiet, graceful way, you still walk beside me. Today, on my train ride home, my mind wandered through the full spectrum of emotions as I remembered our time together. Sundays at Randall’s Island in the summer, winters at Woolman Rink. The meals you cooked that I didn’t fully appreciate back then. All the Christmases, Thanksgivings, laughter, disagreements and love we shared as a family. You were and are the heart of this family keeping us close and connected thru the years. If I could turn back time, I’d spend just one more day with you. To hear your voice, see your smile, truly look into your eyes, and feel your hand in mine. I miss you, Mamie, like no other. Sometimes I still need you—to take care of things, to nurse me back to health, to remind me during times of trouble that “ Después de la tormenta, viene la calma.” ...you were right ❤️ Except there’s still a little storm left inside me. The one that aches for yesteryears with you. Maybe it’s your spirit, reminding me you’re never far. Whatever it is, I’ll take it with gratitude, for a life with you. Forever loved, missed and thankful para Siempre #5