Moments with my mom

taking up a bit more space in my head and heart this week. Springtime reminds me of her birthdate, April 28, so I suppose it is only natural to feel a stronger tug to memories and moments shared with her. From her days on a farm in the 1930s to graduate school in the 1980s, she was a reader and a learner. The decades of her 50’s and 60’s found her teaching the second language (Spa...

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