1936-1988

20 years gone; ashes and tears in my heart forever.

You taught me about love, strength, beauty. Everything I could ever need, you gave me; your gifts continue to bloom and sow their own seeds. My sense of wonder, maman, I have it still. My dreams I seize, because yours you could not have.

This dream of mine - so fraught, so fragile, is it not? But a dream it is, my gift to you.