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 Farmerâ€™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)