Tommy Lou. That’s my mom. That’s the name she went by with family and friends from her youth. But for her adult life, she went by Tommy. The traditional boy’s spelling mind you, no girly “ie” or “i” on the end! It’s Time Recently, I was struck with a desire to write something about my mom. Her passing in June of 2016 was well over 3 years ago now, so I suppose it was just time to do this. And it’s not so much a tribute specifically to my mom as it is a tribute to our relationship, or more appropriately, our relationships. So here goes. Why Is It? My…