Remembering Mom today.
I will not forget you.
The gentle way you had of living out a
life of ABIDE.
How you nourished that center of living
in your own family in
quiet and understated ways.
A gentle touch or a word of encouragement
were passed as daily touches of hope and love.
Too often they perhaps failed to infiltrate
the stress of daily living.
Now, even just seeing a glimpse of your handwriting
brings back a caress of words.
I pray that somehow, someway, I too
may be able to pass along these treasured
touchpoints to my own dear girls.
Even a nod of the head encompasses all of the
"said and unsaid gifts" of a life well-lived together.
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