I missed being home with my mother for Mother's Day by only a couple of days. The last time I saw her, on Thursday (not including Skype) she was crying, as were my daughter and son. I don't know how long her tears lasted, but I know we were some 20 minutes south of Roblin before Hilary's stopped, and Travis was near as tenacious in tears.
It is hard to put into words all the ways that my mother has influenced my life, but as I told her last week, this apple hasn't fallen very far from her tree. We may be thousands of kilometres away, but she is never far from my thoughts.
Happy Mother's Day Mom.