My Mother Remembered

Saturday, May 9, 2009: Tomorrow is Mother’s Day and my mother has been gone for almost 15 years. I would like to remember her not struggling or carrying bags that were too heavy for her but as she was in Southern California the time that we went to visit my brother. There was an old fashioned ice cream shoppe near his apt. and she and I went to get a hot fudge sundae. I will never forget the happy look on her face as the chocolate syrup ran down her chin. Her cheeks were almost red. My mother looked happy. She was an unencumbered little girl again.

I know my mother is in Heaven with my grandmother Ana. She never got over her death. Now they are happy together at last.

December 7th

Today my father would have been my father’s birthday. He was a tough survivor with a tender heart. A man who went through the Bolshevik Revolution, a labor camp, World War Two and being a successful immigrant in two very different countries. I admired him and loved him very much.