May 2015

I can not help but think of my mother during the month of May.  I was born on Mother’s Day in 1955 and I as a result, I always had that sort of daughter-mother-sister-woman sensibility about May.  Now, attached to this May narrative is the loss of my mother on May 31 of 2013.  May is a remembrance of sorts.  Some days I am just at a loss of words about it, but it impacts everything.

July 24, 2011 Mom's Hands in Morning

1 thought on “May 2015

  1. I miss Gramma’s soft soft hands. But luckily I also have your soft soft hands in my life!

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