Today marks the tenth anniversary of your death. I miss you so much and I think about you a lot, especially lately. We’ve been through a lot in the last ten years but I want you to know that Dad is doing well. He’s still faithfully going to the same dialysis center that you went to. He’s still golfing every Tuesday and Thursday with Eric and Lucky. He’s still eating everything he’s not supposed to be eating and drinking Coke, instead of Diet Coke. He’s still the same happy-go-lucky man that you married and though he’s getting older in age, he’s still a young kid at heart and we love him to pieces (as does everyone that comes into contact with him). He turns 80 this year so that will be a big celebration for the family. I talked to him this morning and he was getting ready for golf and still cracking jokes with me and Ingrid about everything under the sun. I know that he misses you as well and he plans to visit your grave today after golf to spend some time with you.
I won’t make this a sappy post about how much I miss you and can’t live without you but I hope you know that you are missed and you are still loved by everyone left behind. Lots of things have happened in the last ten years. You have 25 grandkids and 3 great-grandchildren. Yeah, your grandkids are adding to your legacy and I know that you would have loved to hug all of the kids close so I’m sad that you’re not here to see all of your babies all grown and some, with their own kids. After the ones you knew and loved, Lillian was born then Caleb came not too long after Lily, then finally Rockne joined the family. After Rocky was born, then came Caiden, Chloe’s oldest, and then Jax, Jarred’s son, and last but not least, Princess Lasi.
In other news, I moved to Vegas so I’m not in California today to sit with you and the rest of the family at your gravesite like we normally do on the anniversary of your death. Pete and Delene talked about going to the cemetery this morning so I’m sure you have loads of flowers to decorate your resting place. We’re in a pandemic right now so the world is a lot different from when you were here with us. Everyone wears masks (or well, they’re supposed to be anyway) when they go out in public, public places can’t have more than 25% capacity though certain places are starting to open up again. It’s been a pretty rough few years for everyone around. We’ve lost so many friends and family that we grew up with to a pretty devastating disease that spread through the entire world. The world got angry and is being mean to our Asian friends because they’re being blamed for the hard times we’re facing right now and it’s been pretty devastating to wake up every day to more unfortunate news from around the world. So it’s been hard and pretty scary too but we’re getting through because what else can we do? We’re a strong bunch though so I’m sure we’ll weather this storm as best as we can.
I miss you, Mom. I miss everything about you. I miss hearing your voice, laughing with you over everything under the sun, and I even miss doing your dialysis stuff for you every single night. Remember the first time that Dad left us alone for the weekend so that he can be the Priesthood representative for the Youth Conference and I forgot to clip one of your dialysis tubes so it flooded your bedroom and you were so mad and I was so scared that I called Dad at midnight, crying because I thought I killed you? It didn’t make a lick of sense since you were healthy enough to yell the house down but I was so scared that night. Do you remember when we laughed and laughed and laughed about it when Dad got home? You’ve left behind a lifetime of memories that I cherish now. You’ve taught me a lot about life, about how to live, and though I’m not perfect, I’m trying to be the kind of daughter that you’d be proud of. I’m strong-minded just like you and stubborn as all get out but I promise I’m working on it. LOL. I love you, Mom and I hope that you’re resting in paradise because you deserve it. Even though you were meaner than all get out, you’re still my favorite and I miss you every day.
Rest in peace, Mom.
Love you always,
Awww Ween! I can’t believe it’s been 10 years… and I cried while reading this and I’m still crying while writing this out. She is definitely missed and I know grandma Lili misses her. Your mom was the best and you can hear her a mile away when she starts yelling lol. Love you always Sis Wilson ❤️
Hey Therese, thanks for stopping by. Yeah, it’s been 10 years since my Mom died so I spent a lot of time last night thinking about her. I hella miss her mean ass. LOL.
Thanks, Kristi! I hope you’re well. 🙂
Beautiful letter to your mom Ween- I was teary eyed reading your letter! She is definitely missed and loved! A very talented lady in the ward and taught alot of great arts, crafts and cooking to the other ladies and my mom. I was dying about the part where you thought you killed your mom too funny! haha. Up until her last days she was a strong supporter of the RS. I remember a skit they were doing and your mom was a guard for King Laban and she had one of your sisters or you print out her part really big on paper so she could see it and read it. Man, those were good times. Rest In Love Sister Wilson- your family is doing good and still moving forward in Love!
You know, growing up, I thought my Mom was so mean but you know what’s funny? I’m JUST like her, haha. She was so many other things as well so I’m proud to be like my mama. Yeah, that night she woke me up because she was yelling so I ran over to her room and there was so much water on the floor that I panicked. Turns out, the new fluid was going in and the old fluid was coming out but because I didn’t clamp the tube, it was just filling up the floor. So it was a huge mess but we were able to laugh about it afterward.
LOL, I remember that! She got really into that part. I used to blow up all of her songs and lessons for Church. By the time I was done, there was only like 3 words on each page, haha. Man, I miss her!
Sending so much love your way.
Thanks, AE! I appreciate it!
Hugs, Wena. <3
Thanks! Hugs right back atcha!