Sunday, May 12, 2013

April 26, 1940 - November 5, 2007

I see you staring back at me every time I look in the mirror...I hear you say "oh, Al" in my mind when I'm being sensitive and silly...I smell the wool yarn smell of you whenever I pull one of your sweaters onto my body...I taste chocolate and there you are...and when I'm feeling vulnerable and afraid, I feel you wrap your love around me...

I just wanted to thank you for growing into the most chill, tolerant Mom a grown woman could ask for...

And, of course, Happy Mother's Day, Mom! 

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