Today would have been my mom's 84th birthday. I miss her. She always put the comfort and safety of others above her own. If you ever went to her house, she fed you. Immediately. And if my sister or I dropped a snack, we'd hear, "it's ok, I'll eat the one that fell on the floor." I will always be grateful for her sacrifices, presence, love and care which have shaped who we are today.

“My mother's gifts of courage to me were both large and small. The latter are woven so subtly into the fabric of my psyche that I can hardly distinguish where she stops and I begin.”
― Maya Angelou, Mom & Me & Mom