Today’s Guest-Post-By-My-Deceased-Father was written one Mother’s Day for Grandmother. I hope you enjoy it, Gentle Reader.I thought I’d seen everything. I’ve been over the mountain and seen the other side. I saw wonders there I couldn’t describe, But then I saw a mother’s love as she looked At her own little one: A devotion so deep no one has seen its depth; No one has ever found its limit. I realized it was the most beautiful and profound thing I’d ever seen. The small smile as she watched him play when she thought no one was looking. The pride shining in her eyes and the worry at some perceived danger. I knew at that moment it was time to go home, to see my own mother. I wanted to see her pride in me always there but unspoken. The memory of a special look a soft touch. Sustaining me when the hills were steep and the loads were heavy. Reserved and unsaid but cherished over the long trails I’ve traveled. Thank you, Mom.
I love you.