Today is my mom’s birthday. She would have been seventy-six years old today. My mom died three years ago, just after her seventy-third birthday, way too soon.
Mommy, I miss you. I hope you are in a better place.
I hope you are:
Playing slot machines and Pai Gow Poker,
Smoking lots of cigarettes,
Drinking your wine or your cosmos,
Wearing your beautiful diamond ring,
Carrying a Chanel bag,
Wearing your big black sunglasses,
Wearing a gorgeous suit from Escada and showing off those always perfect legs,
Doing the New York Times crossword puzzle in ink every day, without a dictionary,
Playing solitaire and Scrabble,
Making people laugh with your crazy sense of humor,
Mommy, I miss you every single day. We all do. Rest in peace beautiful. We will always have you in our hearts and in our minds.