Thirty-five months ago, today, Mom died. She was ten days away from her eighty-ninth birthday. An extraordinary woman, my mother. I miss her every day. Her absence I shall feel every day for the rest of my life.
So too shall I feel her presence...
photo credit: Wilma (c) 2017
...and that makes me a lucky man indeed. Luckier than I have any right to be.
-AK
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