90 years

My mother was born 90 years ago today.

She died over 36 years ago, so she's been gone quite a few more years than I had her.

 Losing my mother taught me never to assume a person should "be over" their grief.

Never, ever assume.

And the loss also taught me the preciousness of having a mother,

a loving mother who poured into us four kids so much

that she loved and shaped us almost completely before we lost her.

Thanks, Mom. I miss you.

Happy birthday.