Mother's Day

My Mom and me

My Mom died 10 years ago, so for me Mother's day is gilded with bizarre emotions, oddly similar to those I feel on Christian holidays: nostalgic, bittersweet, sad, annoyed, relieved. Its a day connected with memories but the day is no longer immediately significant - it kinda feels like the last day of finals week but I've already completed all my finals, like its a day where everyone else has obligations that I'm excused from. So it gives me the luxury of looking back and being gluttonously introspective. Its good I think.

My Mom's Mom


My older sister, who is now a Mom. I'm ruthlessly posting this, she doesn't know about my blog. What are sisters for if not embarrassing each other?