This picture doesn’t have much to do with Mother’s Day. Except it’s spring-like and pretty, and if my mom were here in Houston on Mother’s Day, I would want to take her bike riding.

Earlier, I had ordered flowers for all the mothers in my life  and saw my grandmother’s name in my online address book. It made me wistful and thankful for all the women through the years who have been there for me and who have mentored me–whether a mother, a mother-in-law, a teacher…a friend. Thank you.

Ironically, I am listening to this particular song as I write this:

To all the women out there–mothers and mentors–Happy Mother’s Day,

Pokey