When I was a kid my mom never made a big deal about Mother's day. It was just another Sunday with a pot of gravy on the stove and my card on the table. From time to time I'd see her take a moment to read it again. It wasn't like Christmas tears to see her there. Her hugs were stronger and her words, "Every day is Mother's Day since I had you."... she'd say them in Italian and tell me that's what Grandma used to say to her. My Mom missed Grandma. That's where the Mother's Day tears came from. My Mom became a Grandma... I miss her too.
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