Today marks the anniversary of my mother's birth. She left this earthly place in June of 1981. For many years I struggled with anger. I now understand that it was easier for me to hate her for leaving me. It made the pain seem less excrutiating. For years I held on to the aspects that were negative. I was scarred.Today, I remember my mother for the many loving things she did. People felt important and loved in her presence. I miss her terribly. I miss the way she gave Christmas an extra cozy touch. Music always filled our home. Whether it be good times or bad, a song could be heard. Despite the often tumultuous relationship with my dad, they still had their song. I hope she's proud of the woman I've become. Happy Birthday Momma.