Dear Mom,
My heart is full… more-so it is overflowing. It is heavy with love, tenderness… it aches. I have seen your love, tasted your love, felt your love…love’s messages pour from your steady, strong heart with such power that the darkest of nights feel like summertime at noon.
Where would I be without you?
I wish that I could somehow make these days easier, softer… whole again for you. Your grief, your suffering is a testimony to the greatest love you had. The black you wear, the silence you endure, the distance you put between you and your activities, are symbols of respect for dad. I admire your strength and your weakness, to grieve openly. To hold out your heart and look at its emptiness and not fill it. Mother’s Day…. Thank you for being such a good, strong, giving mother even in this time of sorrow.
