Today is my mother’s 71st birthday. My mother’s birthday meant a great deal to her. Given her birthday’s proximity to July 4, her birthday became intertwined with the holiday festivities. My mother told me that, as a child, she believed Independence Day celebrations, the cookouts, and fireworks, were all for her birthday. “Yes,” she onceContinue reading “Happy 71st!”
Mother’s Day is this weekend. I keep forgetting about it. Not having a mother will do that to you.
On continuing special traditions after the death of a loved one.
My mother died March 5, 2015—three years ago. A loved one’s death is a strange anniversary to commemorate, and like everything else within the grief process, each griever acknowledges the death anniversary differently.