Dear Eve of 2037: Call your mother.
Remember how she used to go on all the playground apparatus with you, even though it made her feel like a ridiculous giant? Remember how she fashioned your pigtails, only for you to tear them out two minutes later? Remember how she always put you first?
This picture will remind her when you are grown and flown and she is home alone with your papa on a Friday night watching Jeopardy! in the future. Send it to her. Make her day, her month, her year.
Call her. Tell her you've finally made it through all her blog posts. Tell her you love her and that she's always been a good enough mother.
Whisper your own wisdom in her aging ears. Be gentle, as she was once with you, as you comfort her through life's struggles and wipe away her tears.
Drop in unexpectedly. Forgo your own friends for one evening. Don't bother knocking. Ask her to go to a poetry reading or an author signing. Suggest coffee afterwards.
She will accept. She will steady her heart in private, put on her coat and take your hand as if you were still three years old and not an adult. Let her.
Remember how she used to go on all the playground apparatus with you, even though it made her feel like a ridiculous giant? Remember how she fashioned your pigtails, only for you to tear them out two minutes later? Remember how she always put you first?
This picture will remind her when you are grown and flown and she is home alone with your papa on a Friday night watching Jeopardy! in the future. Send it to her. Make her day, her month, her year.
Call her. Tell her you've finally made it through all her blog posts. Tell her you love her and that she's always been a good enough mother.
Whisper your own wisdom in her aging ears. Be gentle, as she was once with you, as you comfort her through life's struggles and wipe away her tears.
Drop in unexpectedly. Forgo your own friends for one evening. Don't bother knocking. Ask her to go to a poetry reading or an author signing. Suggest coffee afterwards.
She will accept. She will steady her heart in private, put on her coat and take your hand as if you were still three years old and not an adult. Let her.
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