In continuation of this month’s series on the legacy of the women exemplars of our lives, I would like to share again this memoir written by my mom, Joy Palma. The piece originally appeared on the site on Mother’s Day 2020. It’s a tribute to her mom, Theresa Rubbo (whom my wife and I named our twin B after).
Guest post by Joy Palma
It is always a pleasure to share these pages with like-minded people. In celebration of Mother’s Day, I am delighted to feature a piece penned by my mom, Joy Palma, devoted to the memory of her mom. I was thrilled when she accepted the invitation to share with my readers from her heart. Mom is many things—a sought-after speaker, teacher, and writer—but above all, she’s my mom, and I thank God for her today as always.
It’s been forty-eight years since I saw my mother’s smile. She’s been gone for as long as she lived, but the curl of her lips and the accompanying twinkle in her eyes are still vivid in my mind.
Like everyone who knew her, I loved your grandmother’s smile, and I knew just what would entice it to appear! Simply share the events of even the most mundane…
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