01/18/2026
I sometimes question whether I have mourned my mother sufficiently. And I realized that my mourning is more is not in tears or sadness but in memory, and in moments.
Moments like this are when I know that actually do I miss my mother, as I realize how much I love to live in themoments and memories that she gave me.
These beautiful technicolor musicals from the 50's and 60's, like The King and I, The Sound of Music, Chitty, Chitty, Bang Bang, My Fair Lady, Mary Poppins, et cetera, et cetera, et cetera.❤️ In these moments I hear her laughter and joy as together we would sing the catchy songs out loud, and marvel at the grandiose costumes and elaborate sets. We would cry at the sad scenes we've seen a hundred times and laugh at the same funny moments we knew by heart.
This is how I remember my mother. This is how I know I'm ok.