Friday, June 5, 2015
Happy 90th, Mom!
Happy birthday, Mom! You would have been 90 years old today. I played your favourite music, ate your favourite dessert, and toasted to your memory with white wine. You loved white wine; red gave you a headache.
I thought a lot about you today, Mom, and missed you so much. But what else is new? I always miss you every day.
This week especially I yearned to talk about being in the Riverdale Art Walk this weekend; the sudden loss of Sylvia; and, how, after 45 years, I got an email from our old neighbour Mrs Clemens -- how weird is that?!
Yes, you're gone, and yes, I miss you so much that sometimes it hurts like hell. And yet, I know you're with me, part of me. You're in my strength, kindness, and in my ability to laugh when things go wrong.
I love you, Mom!