Among many things, my mother taught me the love of books, writing, and music.
I will never forget her smile, the warmth of her hand in mine, the humor she shared, her voice as she read a poem or a passage from a book, or when she would sing the songs she loved so much. I will never forget her hugs, the stories she shared, the laughter, her witty sayings, her great comebacks, her loyalty and dedication, her unconditional love.
I will never forget the times we argued and then would laugh at what was said. I will never forget our bookstore visits and book discussions over coffee. I will never forget her cooking, her garden, her handwriting, her spirituality, her wisdom. I will never ever forget that she instilled in me to always remember who you are and that this isn't all there is.
My mother, my angel, my friend.



6 comments:
That's a lovely tribute to your mother.
Thank you, Dru!
Kellie, what a moving tribute. I lost my mother a few years ago, too, and understand the little moments. Having a cup of tea or coffee together. Listening to her laugh. Wanting to share something then absent-mindedly reaching for the phone to tell her.
Cherish the memories; relive them through your words.
Thank you so much, Deb! Oh, I don't know how many times I have reached for the phone even to this day :) My thoughts go out to you on the passing of your mother. Yes, we will cherish the memories. "Cherish the memories; relive them through your words."
THANK YOU!!!
btw Kellie...
it's a great website, definitely.
I really like your way of shining the light on reading. Just great.
Klaus
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