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| This page is dedicated to my Mom Gail. It is for anyone who has lost someone important in thier lives. The grieving is not even close to being over, yet I hope in time things will be easier. My wife has said that my Mom was not just her Mother-in-law, she was also her friend. I have to agree, she wasn't just my Mom either, she was my friend, my angel, she was apart of my world. So when you feel the strength start to fade away, try to remember that, the person you lost may be gone in a physical way, but they are with you for eternity in your heart and soul. I miss you Mom and our daughter will never forget you, because I will never let her. Throughout this page which will try to be updated often will be writings from myself and my wife. I hope you enjoy the readings This page will also so you what my mother loved, like her grandkids, her dogs & cats, as well as her family. |
| I Didn't Get the Chance to Say Good-bye Two weeks before Thanksgiving terrible news was given to my family. My Mother just passed away. She was fifty years old and to young to be taken from us. My Mother was not without her fair share of medical problems, but to go in for something so completely different and what we thought to be no big deal and not come home seems very unfair. I Didn't Get the Chance to Say Good-bye The funeral was tough. I put on a front to try to be strong for the rest of the family, but it was just a front, inside I was dying. My Mother and I became very close after I met my wife. I grew up and stopped telling my Mother I loved her for quite sometime, but that changed after I started dating my wife, and I'm so glad it did. I know my Mother knew I loved herbut I would have liked to have said it to her one more time. I Didn't Get the Chance to Say Good-bye Thanksgiving came and my family came over my house, but my Mom wasn't there. It was a strange feeling for me. I don't know how everyone else felt, but they seemed alright. We ate Thanksgiving dinner and my sister made cheesecake but she overdid it on the cinnamon, my Mom always made cheesecake for the Holidays. My wife made banana pudding, but she made it with the wrong kind of pudding, my Mom always made banana pudding for the Holidays. I Didn't Get the Chance to Say Good-bye We go over my Dad's house on Sunday's now to get together with the family, but it's just not the same. I keep expecting to see my Mom sitting in her usual spot on the couch, smiling when we walk in with her dog in her lap. But that will never happen again. So we drink coffee and eat doughnuts and talk, but all I can do is think about my Mom. I thought this would get easier but it hasn't. I Didn't Get the Chance to Say Good-bye Christmas is coming up and we'll go over my Dad's h ouse and try to act like everything is alright, but it won't be. We'll all be thinking about my Mom, about how this was her favorite holiday, and how she loved to see her grandkids open thier presents. But she won't be there to see it anymore. So if anyone is listening there is only one thing that I want for Christmas. I want to see my Mom again, I want to hug her and tell her that I love her and miss her, and I'll make sure my daughter never forgets her, and knows how much her Grandma loved her. But most of all I Want the Chance to Say Good-bye written by Shannon Richard Smithson copyright Dec. 12th 2002 |
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| my wife found some cat & dog animations while browsing the web, we knew my mom would have loved them, so we added them to her webpage. |
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| The picture above is of my daughter Sabrina and her cousin Matthew (my sister's son). They are the youngest of my Mother's 4 grandchildren and were the apple of my Mom's eye! |