A twist for Louise on Mothers Day

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Mother day is tomorrow here in the States!  Flowers, brunches, eating out. is often the order of the day.  My mothers day is always wonderful.  I revel in the wonders that are my now adult daughters.  I am so proud of the three of them and would stop a train for any of them.  

That being said,  there is, inevitably a melancholy to this weekend for me.  I lost my mom at 19.  She had lung cancer.   Chemotherapy was in its infancy back then and barbaric.  She died too young and left me too soon. 

Fast forward to today.  I send out articles  on how to get through Mothers Day to clients. I am well aware of how hard a day it is for so many.  I find my self wondering. "what could have been?" Like so many motherless daughters.  I wonder what she would have thought of the choices I made.  I hope she would have been proud.  I ponder this every year.  After she died. my career path changed.  I thought I was going to be a teacher,  At some point I decided her loss had to be for something. I had to do something with it.  That evolved into social work.  This turned into today

Everything I am is because of you mom.   Thank you Louise.   My twist for you on Mothers day.

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