This will be the 13th Mother’s Day that I haven’t been able to talk to my Mom or send her cards, flowers, nightgowns, or candy. Emphysema took her just after Mother’s Day, 2006.
At 66, there are many things I’d like to talk with her about, including the challenges of growing older.
During that discussion, I would have to admit that I didn’t fully “get it” when she was in her 60’s and 70’d and told me about the aches and pains (and indignities) of aging.
I definitely get it now, I would tell her.
I think she would laugh.
Happy Mother’s Day, Mom!