Mome

This picture is a year old. I picked this up at a garage sale last year to hang in my laundry room, for our purses backpacks etc. (Note that after a year the backpacks still end up on the floor 2 feet from the hook). As soon as it was hung Alan took it upon himself to label each of our hooks. I was so in love with mine that I had to take a picture so I would always remember how he used to spell my name.

I never could correct him because whenever he would write "mome" it was so heartfelt and it meant the world to me. One day a few months later he was reading a book and after a moment sounded out the word mommy. "Is THAT how you spell it?" He asked. Oh how my heart broke that day. I knew that the days of Mome were gone. In fact I'm rarely even Mommy now. Most of the time it is a simple "Mom."
But always I will love Mome.