Until We See Each Other Again
A Tribute to My Mother, Katherine King
This week my mother breathed her last.
My mother's was a life well lived, full of love and selfless devotion for her family.
I've always thought of December as my mother's month. She celebrated her birthday in December; this year was her 89th.
She celebrated her wedding anniversary in December; this year marked her platinum, 70 years married to her high school sweetheart and soulmate.
December 1954
She also dearly loved celebrating the birth of her Lord and Savior and the beauty that December season brings.
So I'm not surprised December became her month to bid her family farewell, until we see each other again.
Right now I feel like my world has stopped spinning, like life as I knew it has ended. I'm wondering how much one person can cry, when the foggy haze will lift, and if life will feel okay again.