My mom, Judy, would have been 85 today (December 19, 1940 - March 15, 2023). Mom in 2017, I think. The ubiquitous cigarette and large glass of white wine! When she'd had a bad day, she'd call me (she lived in Halifax) and say she needed a "Kimmy hug." She'd do the same with her friends and step-daughter as well, call and say she needed a [insert name] hug. I have often wished for a "mummy hug" since she passed, even if only via phone, especially on more challenging/frustrating days. An old film pic, scanned, probably from the late '80s or early '90s. Last night I dreamed she and I were heading into the old Sears store that used to be in what was then the West End Shopping Centre in Halifax, when I lived and worked there. I was following behind (this is the dream, of course) and in typical Judy fashion, she was making a beeline for whatever she wanted. Mom never liked to putter around, she was always zip, zip, zip, get 'er done. Wh...
