It has been seven years since my mother died. April 2001. It seems like yesterday but also seems like forever. She was born at home before WWI in Northern California and lived into her 80's. I never knew her as a young woman. She divorced her first husband after my half sisters and brothers were teenagers. Shortly after, she married my dad. I was born a couple of years later when she was nearing 40. (Thanks girasoli for the idea)
Mom - I miss you.