November 2nd, 2012 → 5:04 am @ // No Comments

“These arms of mine shall be thy winding-sheet;
My heart, sweet [mother], shall be thy sepulcher,
For from my heart thine image ne’er shall go.”  – Henry VI, Part III

“Anne” is the Turkish word for mother.  And I used to call my mother that, especially at times of sincerest endearment.  Today, November 2, is the anniversary of my mother’s death.  I will be spending it with my son on a field trip to an ecology center with his day care.  This seems eminently appropriate; mourn one generation while caring for the next.  I just hope my son doesn’t notice any sadness in mommy today…


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