"The first thing I did this morning was remember you. I fixed my coffee, like every other morning...but then I sat down with your memory. I couldn't decide whether to cry or laugh, so I did both. I have to get all the clouds out of the way so that when the sunshine comes-(Emma, Lily and Mathew) I will have a place made ready for new joy to leave it's mark."
I write today for all moms, boy oh boy- do we deserve a day! And also...to the moms who are missing someone.
My hope for you, for me...that even though the day might begin with tears, the hours that follow might hollow out a way so that only sunshine permeates our hearts. That the photograph you hold in your hands might speak of timeless moments, of stories that you and I will never forget. Of the cards stuffed in a drawer some where...of homemade gifts that their sweet teachers had the good sense and richness of spirit that encouraged their students to remember mom. All these things, these little trifle things...speak of love- then, now and always. I hope (if not this day, then in time)...these precious memories will swell up in you and burst forth like the joy you knew the moment your child was born.
Happy Mother's Day...
