Today would have been my mother's 60th birthday. What would she have been able to tell me about her 60 years? Would she have told me that as far as we have come, that we still have far to go? Would she have lamented the old days when things seemed clearer? Or would she have just looked at the years ahead with optimism?
I don't know. Maybe she just would have told me that she loved me.
Happy Birthday, Mom.