Arriving in the mail today from my son in Boston, Cory, a card that made his mother cry, and a memoir. He knows I love memoirs. This from a son who is not big on gifts or cards. What more could a mother want? I am so proud of my two sons.
“How lucky am I to call you Mom. Through all the years, the ups and downs, the joy and triumphs and pain and lessons that we call life, you’ve been there-positive, encouraging, reliable, indomitable. Thanks for showing your love and spirit so generously. So much love, Cory”