Today was Mom's birthday.
Now, I don't blog as much about her as I did after she died, but she is still very much in my thoughts. I don't think there's a week that goes by that someone doesn't mention her. And that is powerful... wouldn't we all like to think that someone would talk fondly of us after we've passed? That someone remembered you and wished you were there? Somehow, I think that's a bigger accomplishment than anything else I could ever do... well, maybe with the exception of my kids :)
Anyway, this is my unofficial hug your mom day. I wish I could.
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