The movie 'Hairspray' was one of the last gifts that I gave my mother. I picked it up for her on a whim, fairly sure that she hadn't seen it yet. She hadn't and we watched it that first night together...twice. In the following months, she watched it dozens of times. Looking back, I should've been concerned (because in the months before my Nana succumbed utterly to Alzheimer's, she watched Grease religiously every night.) I was just happy that she loved the musical as much as I did. As of today, it's been three months since Mama died, so this post is for her. I love you, Ma.