Today is my mother's birthday. She would have been 89. As Jeanne said, she's happier where she is now. She was so miserable those last few years. This picture is of a somewhat happier day, at adult day care. When they would do karaoke, they said Mom would sometimes grab the microphone and sing. Mom always loved music, particularly singing; had she gone to college, she was planning to major in music. But Mom was never much interested in the limelight. Her grabbing a microphone was so unlike her. The thought of her showboating like this cracks me up.
Happy birthday, Mom. I love you, and I miss you.
