I still want my Mom, but she gave me the skills...

I still want my Mom , but she did give me the skills to cope with life and deal with whatever life gives you. Her mother and father came to this country to escape the Cossacks because of our Jewish faith. They worked hard and my grampa died of an appendicitis in his 20s. Can you imagine?

So, my mother grew up very poor, worked hard and was the first in the family to graduate from a University, in Economics no less...

So, she was scrappy, smart and tough as nails.

When my Mother was dying she gave me her final lesson , how to die with dignity and grace.

NO arguing, no negotiating with G-d, acceptance.

I was lucky to have her and now I carry her in my heart wherever I go.

Thanks, Mom...