The move

As life continued. The smiles, the laughs and good times. Slowly, didn't. Everything in a slow daze was changing. So slowly you don't realize until things are different. My mothers spunk was slowly leaving her. That extra sparkle was gone. Now, if you knew or met my mother before hand there was no denying she had something special.  

My mother had so many layers. So, many I didn't get to know about. So many I would loved to have known. I can only hope she knew how much I loved her. How much I wish I could have stayed and learned those layers. How much I wished things were different. I learned my strength from her. I am not sure if she'll ever realize that. 

At first she wasn't smiling as much during the days. That's how it started. Less smiles & laughs. I can't remember what her laugh sounded like. I wish I could. Her smile was as beautiful as she was. My memories of us doing as much together stops. I remember her starting to only work one job. 

The fun gatherings slowly stopped. Cousins weren't around as much. I continued playing outside more and more. I felt a distance from my mother at such a young age. I loved her dearly. I always wanted to make her smile & laugh. She started to become home sick. 

We moved across country away from my fathers side of the family. We were now closer to my mothers family. All the way to North Carolina. Talk about a huge difference. At first it was so exciting. I met a part is my family I never knew. Finally put a face to my nana's voice. This was it. I just knew my mother had to become happier.