This is late, for a variety of reasons. I think mom will understand.
Happy Birthday, Mom. love is the voice
under all silences,
the hope which has
no opposite in fear;
the strength so strong
mere force is feebleness:
the truth more first
than sun more last
than star
--e.e. cummings
For Brucha: hugs, love, healing, and hope of an eternal light
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*snuggs*
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