This coming Saturday, I will mark my mother’s 72nd birthday. Except it’s not her 72nd birthday, because she’s not here to celebrate it. But her children are. I am. I’m turning 36…
Tag: mother
To rest…five things.
To rest. My mother. In ritual and in heart, she is at rest. Dancing with my dad. Smiling at us. Laughing once again. My soul. Cuddled between friends, who made me laugh…