Here's a photo of my Mom:
She's standing behind a bank of pink surprise lilies in her garden. We love the surprise lilies because they arrive early summer, they bloom, you heartlessly mow them down, and they bloom again on the week of our birthdays.
Mom taught me how to garden. Even, better, she taught me how to cope. I've been in the vicinity of a number of Moms lately, with teenagers, and they don't teach their teenagers how to cope. So the teenagers drink, or smoke, or cut, or starve. My Mom, on the other hand, has had a lifetime of coping with adversity, and she does it better than anyone.
So, she taught me how to garden, and how to cope, and if you know those two things you can rule the world. I'm very lucky to have this mother. Thanks, Mom! I love you.