Letter to Mom 2.1

Dear Mom -

I've numbered this 2.1, as the 1.0 version lives on my former blog, Blue Love Notebook. Soooo techy of me, eh. No.

I'm sitting here on my couch, Scrubs on in the background because this show never gets old (until around season 7 or 8, when it was just all wrong). Your granddaughter is snoozing on my chest and it's perfect.

I've been missing you an extra ton lately. The Bean is so special and goofy and smart, and I so wish you were here to see her. I also wish I could ask you for advice about five times a day.

I also wish you were around to help take care of Dad. We don't know what's wrong yet, but he's sick. He will not let me take care of him hardly at all. He's finally let me come to a few doctors appointments, but that's about the extent of it. I love him so much, and I need for him to be ok.

Glee is finally in its final season. I'm still watching... I don't know why. I guess I've invested so much time into five seasons that it seems like I should stick it out for the sixth. It's not anything like it was when we started watching.

We were out at Kenwood the other day and I thought of you as we turned around in Dewey's parking lot. We decided to go out to lunch one day and had planned to go to Trio, but decided to try Dewey's instead. We talked and laughed, and then probably went shopping afterwards because that's what we did. I miss it.

I made your spaghetti and meatballs for dinner last weekend. I actually didn't screw up the meatballs! They were delicious, and making them wasn't nearly as difficult as I remembered it being four years ago when I tried last. I think I'm actually getting better at cooking. I know there's so much more you could've taught me though, if we'd had the chance.

I miss you.

Love,
Kate