Today I ventured to the local shopping area to look at maternity tops. I don't intend to buy any tops for another two weeks but I just wanted to see what was out there. We don't have too many maternity options in Bend -- maybe three places. So while I looked, another girl was with her mom looking for a winter maternity coat. Her mother was really cute, giving her jacket after jacket. to try on I began reflecting on how my own mother would act. I even thought to myself "gee, if that was my mother, she'd buy the coat for me." She was just that kinda mother.
Usually, reflecting on my mom wouldn't upset me but being hormonal, it did. I came to turns with my mother's untimely death years ago. I don't cry over my mom's death. After 12 years, tears are just wasted because there is nothing I can change. I watched the mother and daughter and felt really jealous and then the mom bought the winter coat for the daughter. I had to get out of there.
Just to be blunt, it royally sucks that my mom isn't here to help or answer questions. I have aunts I can call or friends I could ask but nothing can compare to your mother. I know everything will be ok but it can't I just how bad it sucks.
I think I'm done with my rant.
ANYWAY, I did find two pairs of J. Jill Wearever pants on sale that will come in really handy over the next few months. My boss won't have to question my fashion sense.