Mom
My thoughts always turn to my Mom on Sept. 2. Time goes by and over the years I realize that I can go days without thinking about my Mom, or until something triggers a memory. Bram has been starting to understand and ask questions about family dynamics, who is my Mom and Dad, etc. He never knew his Grammy although he insists that he does, and who knows maybe he does. It is a distant memory for Alec, now made up of mostly photographs. I leave you with this old post that sums up everything still today.
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