RIP Mary A. Dolan

March 30, 1923-January 2, 1991

It's been eighteen years since my mother's passing.  The death of a mother becomes the benchmark for an individual's life before and life after.  As a newlywed in 1991, the profound sadness I felt, and the resulting difficulty the family had with coping, was the first challenge to my marriage.  Now, as a mother myself, I can't help but think of my mom everyday, and how she handled the many challenges of parenting.  I still miss her so much and still get weepy each January 2nd.