Birthdays
I always thought it odd, even funny, that no one in her family could agree on when my mother was born. For my mother is was never a big deal. She just liked to be recognized on at least one of those days.
Happy birthday, mom. I love you.
She taught me about forgiveness. One day I asked her if she was still angry about the people who had wronged her in her lifetime, if she still carried hatred, or if she was still upset about the things that she couldn't change. She told me "no." When I asked her why, she simply said, "because I forgave them." Forgiveness is one of the hardest things in life, and it is difficult to extend to those who don't deem deserving. But she taught me that the concept of forgiveness isn't necessarily about the people who wronged you, but about yourself. She told me you shouldn't forgive for them, you should forgive for yourself. She taught me that if you never find it in your heart to be forgiving, then you will never be free. Nena was free because her heart was capable of finding forgiveness even in the darkest of times. And that is why she was one of the strongest women I knew.