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Sunday, May 13, 2012

Mothers' Day

It has been ten years this month since I lost my own dear mother.
Mur, we called her.
I realize now how much she shaped my life.
She was the first sounding board for my writing and promised to be my biggest fan and harshest critic.  And she was.
She taught me so many things: reading, chess, palmistry, poetry.
And always to march to the beat of my own drummer.
By always marching to the beat of hers.

1 comment:

  1. I love you, Mannie. Yes, to this. I will share with Anna and Morgan too.