Brilliant piece. Suggestion of a halo (or is that just what I choose to see?)

I have to say I think of my mother. How many of us will think of our mothers? Worked so hard, under very, very difficult circumstances. When she died, everybody said she was a saint. But when she lived she was not much considered. So modest, so humble.

Sorry to say, I didn't show the great respect and regard she deserved until the final months of her life. I took care of her, but that great respect she had earned--that was missing. I was lucky there was warning that the end was near and I was able to show that respect, but so, so late.

Maybe I'm saying too much. But just want to let you know your picture spoke to me.