Almost a year has passed since I lost my mother. Not a day goes by that I don't think about her. Because this Mothers Day is going to be the first since she died, it no doubt is going to be very difficult for me.

Last year, because of special circumstances it was just Mom and me for Mothers Day dinner. I told her I wanted to grill steaks. But, as I should have guessed, knowing my mom and all, she wouldn't have it. She didn't want me to have to go through all that bother--so we had take-out Chinese instead. I mean here's a woman that not only gave me life, she nurtured, fed, and raised me for over 20 years before I moved out on my own . . . and she didn't want me to go through all that bother. Yes, mothers are truly, very special--and mine was the best.

So, as Mothers Day fast approaches, I'll be thinking and missing her more and more. And by the way, I sure wish I would have grilled those steaks!

"I love you Mom!"

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Uncle Kent