Strolling through summer
with no end in sight,
memories made gently,
caring kept simple,
all else distraction
from love at its best.
A few days ago my mother lost her last living sister to cancer. All three are gone now and I know she is deeply feeling the loss of her sibling-family, as diverse and sometimes difficult as it was. I decided it was time to post another of her lovely paintings, and in going through her artwork I came upon this one that I couldn’t remember seeing before, so absolutely delightful and serene. She said she had conceived it as a mother walking with her daughter across the fields to church on Sunday. It prompted a little caption that I hope speaks for itself as I honor her as the best friend I’ve ever had.
All she wanted was another day or week or month of saving memories, the cruelty of death not the end of the future but a longer past.
Blessings for the best of love to all!
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