This is a portrait of my mom, taken yesterday. Behind her is a more formal portrait of my mom and me and her granddaughter Kate and let’s not forget her dog Crockett in the dark lower left corner) taken in the mid-1990s.
This time last year, I came home from our fabulous Far East vacation with Susan and was greeted by a voicemail message from her that she was in a Glendale hospital with cancer. Two of them actually: ovarian and colon.
She kicked both their asses so well that it made her doctor cry. Literally.
Now that her hair has grown back she wanted me to take a picture of her to show my cousin Margaret how wild and crazy her “March hair” is. So I obliged.
Margaret emailed back: “I think it’s beautiful.”
I couldn’t agree more.
It is my new absolute favorite picture of her ever.
I love you, mom!
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