Her Day

 

This is what I think of when I think of Mother's Day. I always bought my Mom one. 

Back in the day it was the height of chocolate sophistication. Even the boxes were fancy. Jordan Almonds. Molasses Chews. Chocolate Truffles. Those chocolate covered raspberry jelly things. So good.  They used to have foil wrapped pieces in them making the interior so pretty. They are not the same since Russell Stover took over the company and neither is Mother's Day without...

...her. I don't think you ever get over losing your mom. Today she's never going to be far from my thoughts. She would have been 90 on her last birthday which was a few weeks ago. I never got to see her grow old, I only got to see her get sick. If she's anywhere now, I hope she's over on Rainbow Bridge with all her critters. She never met a mangy mutt she didn't love.