Dear Mom,   It's Brenda, wanting to share some thoughts with you. This is our birthday month. Your birthday would have been on the 24th and mine is coming up next Monday, the 9th. I'm going to be 63 years old and honestly, it doesn't bother me. I am grateful for each day to help others.  So much has happened since you left this earth on May 31, 2011. I fulfilled my promise and read the blog post I wrote for you in the past tense at your funeral. It even got a few laughs about the Sparrows, when I said we don't eat little birds.  I found out that day that you used to write poetry. I never knew that and wished I could have seen some of your work. You were very creative with writing, so I can only imagine it was beautiful. It was a year after you passed, but one day I sat down and composed my 1st poem. It even ended up getting published in an online publication. I also had 2 blog posts published in 2012. You're not going to believe this, but Trevor was the storyteller ...