NO, I NEVER WOULD HAVE BEEN ABLE

                                           
                          REST IN PEACE

Today is the day that my Mother, Dorothy Wolkoff died on June 30th,1997. It was sudden and there was never a chance to say goodbye.

We only get one mother, the person who literally carried me inside of her for 9 months. My mom was the strongest, toughest, most courageous, gentle, caring person I have ever known.


Biology aside, mom's can be magical human beings. A mother's love is unlimited, it can heal us, make us feel safe, not to mention inspire us. My mother was all that and more. How lucky I am.

My mother was the only one who believed in me, particularly during my youth, and stubbornly never gave up, no matter how much I screwed up. She taught me much, but in particular, emphasized the importance of self pride, work ethics, life ethics, compassion, caring, and being humble. 

In spite of her hard life, she provided for my sister and myself, by doing whatever was necessary for us to live, we never lacked for anything, because of her grueling unselfish efforts.

Without her support during my most difficult years as a youngster, a wild acting out teenager, young man, she ALWAYS stood up to me, for me, guided me, and refused to give in, or give up on me. It was not easy for her to do that, but she would not back down, ever.

I told my mom in many different ways over the years how much this eventually contributed to my taking the correct productive path with my life, instead of continuing in the wrong direction,  ALL because of her. 

I spent much of my adult life making my mother proud of me, telling her how much I loved her.

Whatever is good in me, came from my mother.
 
My mother literally saved my life many times, she was one of a kind, I will always remember and love her for that.

If I did not have my mothers unconditional love and support, then, No, I never would have been able.

I miss you mom.