Remembering Mom

Yesterday was my Mom’s birthday – she would have been 78.

Pretty much there isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t think of my Mother – the month of August is tough because we shared it as a birthday month with Mommy being just 20 years older than me.

I realize that as I get older I am more and more like her.  I take pride in my home, my work and what I can do for family.  I have a reverence for education and a love of books – all things instilled in me by my Mother.

My Mom always ensured that we were dressed properly and looked extremely presentable – something I also do with Ryan and Callum.  She put her family first – and I do too.

All that is good in me is because of my Mom.