Today would have been my mom’s 72nd birthday. Istiharoh Glasgow was an amazing woman because she was filled with flaws and they did not overwhelm her. She expressed great love and it did not seem to have an end. She could be both unconscious of hurting someone and mourn deeply with someone else in their pain. Mom could watch t.v. for hours on end, and write sensitive poetry. She was, like us all, deeply human. And that was how she excelled, in her humanity. Happy birthday mom. We still miss you.