|Aunt Mary and I, October 2002|
|Baby Mary and her big brothers|
I loved her dearly and miss her so much more than I ever imagined I would.
Now that she is gone I realize another price we pay by being so unnecessarily busy. We sacrifice connections with the most important people in our lives. I feel blessed that in the last few years we were able to keep in touch more via Facebook, but it isn't the same as hearing her voice or getting her unique advice and perspective on life. I wish I had made more time to call her, especially when she wasn't feeling well. This is one of my biggest regrets. I hope to not repeat it.
|Jersey Shore, summer 2002|