Wish you were here

I was working in the pharmacy today and after seeing today’s date numerous times on computer screens, prescriptions, and signature logs, it finally hit me.  Today’s the anniversary of my mother passing away.  I can’t believe how fast time has passed us by since that day.  So far, already 3 years have gone by.  I still have mixed feelings about the entire event.  At first I was optimistic that it had some benefit since it seemed to bring the family closer together.  People from far away visited, my sister from out of state would call me often.  Now, the ties between my immediate family are still close, but everything is far from perfect.  Issues of my father remarrying and retiring has brought out a lot of emotions and drama within our family.  Things just seem to be falling apart.  Certainly, the timing of things seems to be off.  I just wonder sometimes how it would all be different if my mother were here.  She was a very strong women, and the center of our family.  At this point in time, since my older sister, brother, and I are troubled financially (me being in school) it’s hard for us to provide for my father’s retirement, especially if it includes another woman we don’t even know.  If my mother were here, things would be ok, atleast for a couple more years. 

But what’s happened has happened, and I’m glad she’s in a better place.  I glad she was able to free herself from this world which has so much suffering.