“There was no longer anyone who would ever again claim me as their child.
No longer was anyone living who had been present at my birth, who had witnessed my first steps, heard my first words, walked me to my first day of school, or paced the floor, nervously, the first time I borrowed the family car.
No one knew the details of my life and my family’s history. I was no longer anyone’s child.”
—Alexander Levy
Gary and Brian are right. We remember Mom today and everyday.
The death of Mom shined a light on how much I love my Brother Gary.
Today, I cry. Not tears of sadness, but tears of gratitude.
