The 31st August was two years since my mom died. This year felt rawer than last year. I suppose as you get further away, the knowledge about what you miss grows. I miss my mom, more than I can say.

I did a yoga style class at gym and had two mimosas, as I knew she would approve, then went to the Ferry Building Farmer’s Market. Something she would have loved. She would have tasted all the fruit, eaten some cheese and loved the people watching.

These flowers are for her. #mommy #rip #love #flowers (at San Francisco, California)

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