It comes from my new found love and acceptance of mom. I suddenly feel much younger and more alive and vibrant.

My mom reminded me how much I used to play with my grandma, her adoptive mom. Cards, jeux de poches, etc. I had a tremendously free childhood, doing games and sports and studies all along. Kids are weird and I guess I totally lacked the wisdom to feel compassion for mom as a young child and young adult.

I was harsh in my judgement of her love.

But truly, it was a judgment against her for no reason but ignorance and pedantry.