Mom would've been 79 this year. Alas, she didn't make it past 66. Can't say that I was an exemplary son while she was alive, and I'm not sure I've done her proud since. She deserved a better son, and she deserved a better fate than brain cancer. But you play the hand you're dealt, I guess. I know there are people who say they live lives without regret, but I don't mind confessing I have many regrets, particularly regarding things I could have done better.
I'll try harder tomorrow.
For all we ought to have thought
For all we ought to have said
For all we ought to have done
I pray thee, God, for forgiveness
—Ibn Fadlan, "The Thirteenth Warrior"
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L to R: my brother Sean, Mom, and me, somewhere on
Skyline Drive, overlooking the Shenandoah Valley |
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| my brother David and Mom, sitting at National Airport |
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| Sean hugging Mom |
A mother's love is unconditional. You were there for her when she needed you most. She lives on in your heart and memories. Living your best life is a great way to honor her. Thanks for sharing this heartfelt birthday tribute.
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