Sunday, May 12, 2013

To My Mom on Mother's Day

When I think about my childhood, I remember the softness of the robe that my mother wore in the evening.  How she sang a song to me at night, the song that Joel and I now sing to our girls when we tuck them in bed. 

When I think about my adolescence, I remember how my mother stood outside the fitting room when we shopped for my prom dresses.  I'd hand the dresses I had discarded over the door to her, and she'd put each back in its hanger for me.  Just to make things easier for me.

When I think about my college years and early adulthood, I remember how she always had my favorite meals waiting for me when I returned home.  How she stocked the freezer with mint chocolate chip ice cream.  Just for me.  Just because.

I'm grown and raising my own children now.  And yet my mom, after thirty-five years, still looks for ways to mother me.  When my parents visit, she always helps to empty my dishwasher.  She occupies the girls so I can slip away and take a nice long shower.  She brings a coupon for the soap that I use.

Her love is shown through the little details.  The funny thing is that these little details never have been small.  Those little details always have spoken of a very big love.

Happy Mother's Day, Mom.  I love you!

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