I love taking self portraits. I was looking at other self portrait blips and they used parts of themselves (arms, legs, shadows) as part of themselves. I always thought you need to see ... more of the face -- the soul (perhaps even the eyes). Gave me pause.
Today I threw out something my mom gave me as a present. I knew she would understand as it was something silly she thought I could use at work. I don't need it anymore but just putting it in the recycling brought me to tears. It was such a surprise the emotions that it brought up. I wish I could talk to my Dad about my Mom but he's still grieving. When he's ready to talk, I really want to listen.... or vise versa.