Mom always made me feel I could do anything and when I felt down and a bit defeated she would always find a way to make me feel better. Mom was wise, forgiving and loving. I miss her every day but I feel her in me. I see her in my hands as I grow older and I see her in my face and I hear her in my voice. I am my Mother’s daughter and for that I am eternally grateful! How I wish I could talk with her now. I am 67. My life is beautiful but I want to ask her about “these years”. How to navigate the “back nine” as my brother Brent calls it. Mom was a very young 84 when she passed away. In spite of health issues, she made the most of every day whether she was planting flowers in her garden, visiting with friends or playing with her grand-children that beautiful smile never faded. I want to ask her how she did it? I want to know her secrets, I want to hear all those stories I was too busy to appreciate when I was younger. I want to let her know that she is THE BEST MOM any child could ever hope for. I want to feel her gentle touch and have her tell me one more time, “It’s all right”, and it WAS!!! I miss you Mom. I love you to the moon and back a million times. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!