Love You Mom

I’m sitting here reading through the notebook I found yesterday in my old room in the house I grew up in. The notebook is a journal that my mother kept when my brother and I were little. The first line was written almost 20 years ago on October 14th, 1986. It is a short, to the point statement, “I’m going to make this book about my kids”.

I don’t know why, but that simple statement brings me to tears...

...What can I say, I'm a sentimental fool. More later perhaps, I’ve said all I can for now, I'm too stuck in my head.