I could not go without sharing this post from five years ago that I wrote for my mother. Two re-posts in one day…but I think she is worth it. Happy Mothers’ Day to all who are mothers…
It seems like yesterday that I turned 18 years of age and could not wait to leave home. That’s what children are supposed to do, right?
And there were many bumps and bruises along the way as I maneuvered (sometimes) aimlessly through this maze of life, unaware too late that time is limited.
I know others who also lament that time passes too quickly, while memories of better times fade.
Yet, the dense fog of hurt, sadness and pride seems to roll-in and hover endlessly. And when that fog finally starts to lift, it is often too late.
Too late to say what needs to be said. Too late to say, “I’m sorry.”
Too late to say, “I love you.”
I am so grateful to have spent Mothers’ Day 2011 WITH my mother. There were far too many other years that I simply sent cards and/or flowers. Oh, to be…
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