My mother died over ten years ago now but not a day passes that I don’t think of her for one reason or another. There’s a strong bond between a mother and daughter, a mother and her child. I couldn’t help but think of my mom this last Sunday on Mother’s Day. I heard from each one of my children who lovingly sent me cards and greetings and promises for when their father and I return to Washington. And I spoke to my own mother, too. “Hey, Mom, I miss you every single day. You were the best ever. Thank you for everything you taught me, for encouraging me and inspiring me. For loving me. Love you forever and ever.”