It’s Mother’s Day. My boys provided many good memories for Joyce. Memories are a funny thing. You might think they are indelible. They might be. But they can also get jumbled and fragmented. I saw Mom today. It was a nice visit.
I remember seeing the video below when the album “Spike” was released. I thought the video was touching then. At the time I had sympathy. Today I have empathy. Happy Mother’s Day, Mom.
