Missing Pieces

Today would have been my Mom’s birthday. No, I don’t know how old she would have been. I never wanted to know her age, I wanted to think of her as that beautiful, ageless, person who was there from the beginning. But I didn’t appreciate her enough. It was hard, right from the beginning. We…

Love is Fragile

  Parents tend to talk about how they missed out on parts of their children’s lives. How they were too busy, or too whatever. I understand; I wish I could have spent every minute of every day with my beautiful daughters. Today, though, I would like to turn this sentiment on its head.  We expect…