Good Ol’ Mom
May 9, 2025
How’s about my annual May 9th (born in 1929) tribute to my mom! How is it that I miss her so much? I do understand that thing.. where, in their absence, they become hyper-glorified… we seem only to remember the good things and nothing about the, uh, challenges that came right along with those good things. I know that is happening to some degree. But I miss the small moments. I regret most the lost opportunity to check in with her about things. Undoubtedly, I’d question her input, but maybe not as much as I did in the moment. I can say, honestly, I’d like to hear her take. I’m really ready to listen now.
I love and adore you, mom. I am smiling now and tearing up at the same time. I wish you were here.












