A Memoir of My Mother: The Purse
My mother passed away August 31st, 2016. She was only fifty years old. I remember that day so incredibly well. So well in fact, that sometimes I wish I could forget it. More so, I wish that it never had happened. My mother and I had a very complicated relationship when I was growing up. If there is one thing that I knew about her, it was her love for my sister and I. There were several times through out our time together that she would remind me just how much we meant to her. It didn't matter if we were in a good place or a less than perfect place; her love never wavered. I wanted to share this with you, because I was reminded of this memory yesterday. A very good friend of mine received a Michael Kors purse from her mother as a gift. My friend told me what this meant to her, and tears began to sting my eyes. I had to actually walk away for a moment because i couldn't control the feelings that were coming to the surface. You see, when someone you love passes away, it i...
