Oh crap. I just realized that June went by without a Mom’s day thing.
I think this is the first year of… twenty or so that we have missed it. No picnic, no get-together, no graph paper or Joe Louis’.
I remember her letter about caring for each other, about doing our work well, about getting together at least once a year and I suppose we are still doing all of those things if not in a linear fashion. I tell myself that is the main thing. That it’s about celebrating the living.
Happy Mom’s day, family.