My mother is gone and I miss her. I miss her wisdom, her laughter, her guts. Although we had our differences, I knew she loved me. Today is the day we celebrate our mothers. So I celebrate her. See my poem, Dancing in the Rain, in the Karen’s Poem section of my web site. This really captures the essence of my mother.
I also celebrate Jean, whom my father spent the last 20 years of his life with. I share my poems with her still.
Mother’s Day, a day of remembrance.