It’s Mother’s Day (or is it Mothers’ Day?), and in honor of my Mom I’m cleaning out my home office today. It’s a chore. I’ve found several nice pictures of her I forgot I had, so that’s a win. And creating order from disorder is something she would have liked.
I won’t say happy Mother’s Day, because I’m seldom happy on this day. It’s been something like 40 years since she died, but it still hurts. You’d think I would grow out of this. But it is a good day for reflection, and for doing something good or productive that honors her memory.