i lost my mom 31 years ago, so today is always somewhat bittersweet for me. it is so hard to believe it was that long ago and somedays feels like just yesterday. she is with me always and lives on in the things i see, do, and love. i see her beautiful hair and face in my son. i see her warm and loving soul in my daughter. whenever i paint my nails, i remember painting her nails when she was sick and couldn't do it herself. when i cry, my eyes turn green like hers (that's a little freaky actually, but true). she was the epitome of grace and sophistication to me. i know she would be proud of me and is watching over me. and she's probably wearing a cocktail ring and a smile :)
happy mother's day to all!