My beloved mother was born prematurely in Russian tenement housing in Trenton, N.J. According to the midwife who lived nearby and assisted, the kitchen scale weighed her in at one pound. A miracle baby.
Paraskeva — Americanized as Teresa and Tessie — lived a very long life. Three years ago today she slipped out of her body and journeyed into ... I'm not sure where exactly, but certainly a better place.
The sadness I feel with her death is replaced with blessings and joy. I'm honoring my mom today by breathing deeply and smiling with gratitude.
Photo: Late summer blooms, most fragrant, from my favorite urban rose bush in the neighborhood. A tribute to Tessie’s mother, Rose.