February In Memory Of

Though I enjoy celebrating my birthday and make the best of it.  There are two dates in February I really don't like. 

The day my mother died and the day my mom who raised me died.

Here is a post I wrote about Fearless  Women Who Died Too Young. 

This following post is about my mother who gave me life and died too young on Feb 5th, 1949 a week before my first birthday.  

This last post is about Annette the mom who raised me until she died too young on Feb 4th, 1965 a week before my 17th birthday. 

For some reason this year I felt their lost a little more acutely than usual.  And as hard as those losses are they made me the women I am today so I am grateful for the experiences.  I also know that in many ways it is better than what my adopted daughters are going through.  As they repeatedly see the poor choice a mother makes and watch her slowly self destruct.  Maybe this contributed to my not wanting to write in February.