Thinking of my mom today on her birthday. I love this picture of her in the snow, smiling. Young and happy. And I have posted this photo here before.
I'm so very grateful to have had a wonderful mom. I think of her often, how much I love her, what a great help she always was to me.
How unselfish she was when she helped me emigrate to the United States, so far away. I wasn't doing well in Stockholm and she knew I needed a change. The change became permanent, but she didn't mind. As long as I was happy.
I think of how much fun we had when she visited me here and I visited her in Stockholm.
I love you mom.
