April 28 is my mom’s birthday. Today, she would have been 81 years old. It’s only the second birthday she hasn’t been with us, and still, I feel that split second urge to call her to say “Happy birthday.”
I try to cherish that split second, for it’s in that tiny moment that I feel she’s still with us.
I wrote a tanka for my mom’s birthday today. Since I still feel her with me, I hope she likes it.
Happy birthday, Mom.
I miss you every day.
But you’re still with me.
For in my reflection I
See you smiling back at me.