I’m taking a day off, today. A day off from worry, from stress, from work . . . from life, really. Today is the fifth year since my Mom passed away. I still miss her so very much (I was a momma’s boy, in the best sense). Work will resume, along with the worries and stresses of life. Today, though, those of you who still can . . . hug your Mom; tell her you love her. For there will come a day when even such a small thing as a hug and a laugh will be denied you.
Love you, Mom . . .