Happy Birthday Mom. You are the best!

You were strong when we were growing up. Even in the era of the ‘refrigerator mother’, you said, “I never felt guilty about Michael and you shouldn’t either.”  Other parents had children like Michael and you worked with them to start a support network – quite something in those days. You were determined to get Mike the best help you could even though there was no help to be had. I questioned you endlessly about Mike, early photographs of our family and what you remembered that I didn’t. You didn’t quite understand what I was doing when I continued to take Mike’s picture over the years, but you know it was something I had to do and you supported me.

You never liked to dwell, which is why I will close now by saying again:

Happy Birthday Mom, I love you.

Jack