Legacy Isnt given, It’s Lived.

           March 20th, the spring equinox, and a new start of the season. My mom would be 67 today if she was still a soul in a meat case here on earth. This year marks 14 years since she’s been gone. Id rather celebrate the anniversary of her being born into the world than the anniversary she left it. Without her , my sister and I would never be.

       Grief is never linear and one minute you’re laughing about a memory and next time you think about it with tears in your eyes. When I zoom out to that 3000 ft view Im grateful those memories still exist because they’re just about all we have left besides the legacy that we create.

       I still see my mom in strangers, in people she knew, in my sister, in myself. My mother was one of the most selfless people with a heart so big and so kind. I could never be more proud to be her daughter.

      I believe we have multiple purposes for our time spent on this rotating ball. One of those purposes for me is to live out her legacy in ways she didn’t get to. Breaking generational cycles that she wasn’t able to, saying no to things that don’t serve, finding balance in putting yourself first, but not only that just enjoying life and doing things for pure enjoyment and because of the fact that you just feel like it. She deserves a legacy she would be proud of and I vow to honor that.

            So Happy Birthday today to the reason I’m here! The person who made sure my childhood had some great memories that I’ll never forget and friends that still bring them up.

          When we were kids in girl scouts, we camped at the local park and did all kinds of fun crafts and had a water balloon fight and a DJ and pitched tents on the baseball fields. We lived less than 5 minutes away from this park. But its a core memory. One of the girls sent me this photo not too long ago. My mom was always happy seeing everyone enjoy themselves.

Love you always Lynnie😇

I’m forever grateful I won the lottery with moms