My beautiful mother last century. |
Her voice recognized every
time she calls.
Amazing how she knows
exactly what needs to be said.
Perseverance during our
adolescent years to help us make it through alive.
Presence of mind to be
sharp and tough when necessary.
Youth (ours) tests her for at
least twenty years and she still endures.
Mother, Mama, Mom, in any
other language is still the one who nurtured you, if you are lucky.
My beautiful mother this century. |
Omniscient when we are
young, kind when we are older, a friend when we become adults.
Taking our faults and
helping us learn from them, making us people she is proud of.
Helpful but not
overbearing most of the time.
Everlasting: her
unconditional love, help, tough words, and encouragement.
Respect is what she
requires and she deserves it, most of the time.
Surprises us with what we
learn from her as she grows older and tries on new experiences.
Devoted to us. Devoted to
our well being. Devoted to our offspring. A “grand” mother.
Accepting us with our
faults, glorifying our victories, kissing our wounds, pushing us back out the
door.
Young at heart, adolescent
in love, woman in acceptance, beautiful crone wild with wisdom.
My sister, our mother, and me. |
Happy Mother’s Day!
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