Missing my Mom...

I took my Noah and Asher to the Life Science Museum this morning. It was so much fun for Noah. They had a Boa and a Turtle out for the kids to touch and play with. Noah was in heaven and followed the turtle around everywhere. Whenever it moved he would say, with is palms up, "Where goin' turtle? Where goin'?" I just watched him and then watched all the other kids there. There was a big family, probably here for the holidays, with uncles, aunts, cousins, and their grandma. I looked at that woman and suddenly tears came to my eyes because I wanted my mom to be there watching my Noah have so much fun. I missed her so much. I was a little embarassed, so I quickly wiped them away and tried to gain composure. I secretly hope that she was there, but I just couldn't see her. I know she would have loved to see Noah enjoying himself so much. I've been thinking about her a lot since Thanksgiving is on its way. Thanksgiving was her favorite holiday and I'm so glad I get to go home to Idaho to celebrate it in the same place we always did. I'm reminded that our loved ones beyond the veil are near by and watching over us. That comforts me so much.