I am not sure why. I have been missing my mom all day today. I haven’t felt this level of missing in a while. That achy sad missing. I had a lovely day otherwise. I just got in from a lovely visit with my dear friend. We enjoyed visiting and catching up. I enjoyed my halibut and salad and roasted potatoes. My dog is whining on and off now for attention. I love my dog deeply. She is the first dog that whines. My mom and I were very close. I worried about losing her most of my life. It was brutal to actually lose her physically. Yes on many days I feel the closeness between us in terms of love and spirituality. My mom is in the picture above. My mom painted that beautiful flower-I enjoy it in my kitchen. The other piece of artwork I got out in Greenport shortly after she passed away when the shock and rawness of the pain moved around like clouds in the sky. My mom-on some level I will always need a mom. I am learning to be everything to myself kind of. There’s nothing like sweet memories. Ofcourse some are not sweet and some anger and forgiveness has been being processed. I will always love my mom.