Today would have been my mom's 91st birthday.

I've been to Facebook a few times today, and there she is. They're asking if I remember. Yes, I do. As time passes my memory softens.

We had differences, but she was my mother, and as I like to say, right after "Your mileage may vary and I am not a lawyer" -- my mother loves me. Which means at the base level, no matter how insecure I feel, that's a constant.

It's been six years since her death.

But as long as I'm here, her cause lives. ❤️

Dr Eve K Winer.

PS: A podcast with her, my father and me, on my 50th birthday, at a diner in Bayside, NY.