07 February, 2007
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I think I may have said this before, but I never was able to form an image of my mother as a Senior Citizen, even while she was still alive. Maybe it had to do with the vision I had of never giving her a grand child and, therefore, could not picture her as "grandma", I don't know. But today would have been her sixty-fifth birthday and it's something I cannot quite wrap my brain around.
My relationship with her memory has shifted again. This time it's for the better. Much of the anger I felt toward her and toward our relationship has dissipated. I really don't think I've let it go so much as it just doesn't occupy as prominent a place in my soul, anymore. And wherever she is, I think that she is no longer as tortured as she was before. At least, when we visit in my dreams, our encounters are no longer as adversarial as they used to be (she used to try to kill me when I saw her in my dreams). At least I hope she is no longer suffering like she did in this world.
I had no idea she shares a birthday with Eddie Izzard. That is so cool!
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Mom, I don't know if today still has significance for you where you are, but I hope it was a great day.
~~~W.W.P.
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