Not long after I returned from my second year in Iraq, mom's friend Beverly invited mom, my wife Ragia, and me to dinner. These pictures were taken that evening in October, 1996. That means that these images were taken almost exactly one year before mom died. At the time, mom was still "there" mentally, and only somewhat challenged physically (she still went to the supermarket on her own, for example). From then on, her decline was swift.
These pictures are not good ones, technically: the lighting is flat, the background is lackluster, and they have no artistic merit (it's OK--I took them). Yet, they brought tears to my eyes when I opened them after I found them on one of my hard drives. The one on the right looks like mom is really looking right at me (Click on the images for larger ones).
God, I miss her.
1 comment:
It makes me so sad that I will never get a chance to hear her voice again... or get her opinion on anything. I always loved her opinion, even if I didn't always agree with it. Mom I need you so badly..
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