Baruch attah adonai eloheinu melech ha-olam, asher k'dishanu bo'mitzvotav, vitzivanu lehadleek nehr, shel Mom.
I miss you, Mom.
May those of you who are observing Yom Kippur have an easy fast, and be written down in the book of life.
Borrowed from http://stakebait.livejournal.com:
"if I've done anything, in the past ever, that offended you and that we haven't talked already about, I would like to know if you want to tell me. I don't promise to apologize, but I promise to listen, and to explain if you want me to, and to wrestle down my defensiveness enough to at least consider the question of whether I ought to apologize or to change. And I promise that if I do, I won't expect automatic forgiveness."