Mom…. it is complicated. It is easy to focus on the lack and the hurts that I received, and now, that I have doled out myself. As I practice resurrection and intentionally look for life and grace, there is more that comes into better focus. I see all the laughter and fun you added to my life. I see the many brave moments you entered in and embraced your life. I see your kind and generous heart. I see that you did a lot with the hand you were dealt. I remember without you I would not be me.