mother and daughter
I will not let ALS stop my mother from making a difference in people’s lives.
If ever you feel insecure, or unsure, intimidated or out of your depth, just exude confidence and it will eventually come.
Ready or not, the day will come when you will become women and leave our home. Nevertheless, despite the years and great distance separating us, you will always remain my darling girls. Thus, I only ask that you keep this letter close to your heart.
As she kissed the tip of my nose and whispered, "I love you Mama" all I could think was "Stay this girl forever."
When my mother died, I lost a chunk of my heart. I do not think I will ever get it back. Your mother is your home. She gave you life. Unsurprisingly, life isn't the same without her. It loses meaning. In this crazy time of transition for me I have found that I have lost all courage, conviction, and confidence.
Flashing back to yesterday in Palm Springs... my girlfriends, Sheila and Gloria, and I were laughing as we discussed psychiatrists. It brought back a story that took place in Honolulu when one of my daughters was a teen.
Carefully tearing the wrapping paper, I opened the gift and immediately felt my heartstrings tug on my tear ducts. Inside a white shadow box lined with copies of our wedding and shower invitations was an ivory purse, sparkling with beads and heavy with memories.
"Touch, softness, vulnerability are all important aspects of life."
Mothers supposedly know best. And when it comes to etiquette, men, money, and the importance of lipstick, she's usually spot