Istiharoh Glasgow

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.

Istiharoh Glasgow with Grandaughter Inca

A year ago today, my mother, Istiharoh Glasgow passed from the reality we know as life. She was a source of great strength and guidance to the many that called her friend. She was a talented poet and designer, and as you can see from her expression in this photo with my daughter Inca, loved her grandchildren. She always said people come first, and I forget those words at my own peril.

We all miss you mom.