Originally posted May 2010
My Mother died in December of 2007. A week after she died I sat down and wrote this brief and inadequate tribute to her.
A sincere Happy Mother's Day to all to whom it applies. I still miss her.
The night after the bells tolled for her in the hospital, my Mother stayed awake all night fearing that she would die in her sleep before seeing my brother Robert who was driving in from Las Vegas that night. Inevitably, she found a blank piece of paper, folded it into quarters, unconsciously mimicking the folios of her beloved Shakespeare (or maybe not unconsciously--I, too, tend to underestimate her), and wrote down her thoughts. I know that she would not mind my sharing a bit of what she wrote.