
Today on my way to school I was looking at the clouds and sky and thought to myself how pretty it is and how I am enjoying the nice (hot) weather.
I remember having these same thoughts on another morning, but I was going to work. It was August 4,1989. The most important woman in the world to me died that day. My Mom. I thought about stopping and seeing her, it was right on the way. I didn't. I was taking half the day off to spend with her. Got the call at work, too late. I will regret not stopping for the rest of my life.
Have you heard the news? Farrah Fawcett died. Like her or not, she was a very important woman of her time. I can remember wanting to grow up and be like her. And who didn't want that hair? I watched the TV special that was on recently about her and I really hoped that she would beat the cancer. It just wasn't to be. My prayers go out to her son, Redmond. I hope that he gets his life on track again. He will never have the love like he had from Farrah. Nothing can replace a Mother's love.
So long Angel............
