Mom, there is not a day where you don't cross my mind. I share my thoughts of you as often as I can. You are in the fiber and fabric that makes me whole. Consequently, you are in my kids fabric as well. Your only grandson is graduating high school in a few weeks. You would be so proud of him. He knows you in spirit and values. I miss you, lady. I sometimes wonder how life would be if you had been here just a few more years. Then I snap back to reality...:)