For several years, I hated Mother’s Day. My mother, Irene died of colon cancer when I was in my early 20’s. Later, I married and for the next few years I was unable to bear a child of my own. It was not until I became a mother, myself that I began to look at this day in a more positive way. I still very much miss my mother and I also miss my son who lives so far from me. But…being the person that I am, I reflect on a flood of memories that bring me so many smiles. I share some of my smiles with you …




