I'm not sure exactly how to proceed.
I've never done one of these without my mom.
I know a lot of moms, but I only had one.
She was my mom.
And now it's mother's day.
Not exactly sure which way to go.
No flowers to buy or cards to send.
Just a warehouse of memories.
So maybe I'll shine a light today.
A very bright one.
On the mothers I know
that are not mine.
I know a lot of them.
They love without limits.
They care and feed and nurture.
They bring the life.
They bring the spark.
/They're all amazing, but
they are not my mother.
My mother was a Snort.
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For those also grieving Babs: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/1fBhgm3iOmgpKxuEVqTqsY?si=119afK9KQDeR_qDjGtMiPQ
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