Happy Mother’s Day Mommy. Click the link and you’ll find many mothers honored that remind me of you. Because while I know Pops is a total nerd in his own right, I think I got the explore-every-corner-of-your-mind thing from you. Thanks for pushing me to be brave — and insisting, even (and, maybe especially) now that I continue to be brave — and never making me feel crazy or tragic or silly for just trying to figure everything out in my own time. Thank you also for serving as an example of how never to slip into egoism or extreme self-absorption or pathological selfishness when discovering you could do something well or better than most. Thanks, too, for allowing your daughters to play like boys and encouraging the freedom of mind and expression of wild women, but keeping us grounded in manners and grace and compassion and empathy. Thanks for always sharing the exploits of the family tree and passing down a side of our common history that makes the thought of visiting Prague an ever-growing desire. Thank you for the humility to recognize that true freedom of mind and heart means recognizing that there is a very strong chance and high probability that we are not alone in this universe and that is a great and wondrous thing. Finally, thanks for being strong enough to raise three headstrong girls and four brilliant and compassionate men, hold together a marriage of 50 years to a powerful and headstrong man in his own right, face your life with claws out when necessary but always with a welcoming and forgiving heart, and for being able to enjoy a good joke, a glass of wine and any attempt to make light of even the darkest time. I wish I was more like you in so many ways and I’m so proud to be able to say I’m yours and you are mine.
Also, thanks for keeping me alive as a kid. I think that one tends to go unrecognized frequently. Happy Mother’s Day. I love you so much. Here’s ya’ll’s song. I hope you dance to it in the living room. It is my favorite memory of you.