It’s hard to believe that Mom’s been gone for 21 years. The anniversary of her death is my least favorite day of the year, but it’s gotten a lot easier with time, and especially since becoming a mom. Being a mom makes me feel closer to my own mom, partly because I can now empathize with her in ways that I couldn’t as a child. I wish my kids could grow up to know her. Fortunately for them and for me, I have so many memories and stories and photos to share with them. Mom’s memory, even after all this time, is still very much alive.