She died last Fall of "natural causes" at age 83. Her death was not unexpected. I've already not sent one birthday card. But somehow Mothers Day seems more specific. It shouldn't. She had her own birthday, and every mother shares Mothers Day. Maybe that's the problem. So many children got to send a Mothers Day card this year and, for the first time, I didn't.
I don't feel forlorn or lost or abandoned or anything. I'm too old and sensible for that. I miss her, of course, but it's that I had been making or sending cards to her for, oh, 55 years and it feels odd to stop.
Happy Mothers Day, Mom...
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