I wanted to share this photo of my mother in the 70s, I just love it. This is the face I remember taking care of me when I was a girl. She had 4 little girls by the age of 35. As a doctor's wife (and my father has told me as much) she did most all of the raising of us. Daily she got our tantrums, fights, hurt feelings, teenage angst along with hopefully our hugs and childish charm. This woman gave me my sisters and I'm forever grateful. I'm getting nostalgic here because I'm going to our 5th annual girl's weekend in Santa Cruz and I leave this afternoon. I extended my stay in California to a week. I'm so looking forward to it.
