Three generations of women.

A Mom now called Mimi.

A daughter now called Mom.

The tides change.

We grow.

Families change.

One day the tides will turn.

I will be the Mimi and they will be the Mom (as I hope for both of them).

But forever, this moment will resound with me.

The last time I became a mom.

The last time my mom joined me in a hospital room to welcome her newest grandchild.

The moment I became complete. Our family became complete.

Until they grow and it’s time for our family to grow again.