Since my mother died, Mother’s Day has been filled with mixed emotions, celebrating my life as a mother, while longing for my own.
The greatest gift my mother gave me was knowing that she always loved me. All the more remarkable, because as a child, love was something she never had. Sometimes, I felt that she loved me too much, but now as a parent, I’m not sure you can ever love a child too much. My mother certainly didn’t think you could.
As I continue to sort through the piles of her handwritten pages, I often stumble upon thoughts she wrote about and to, me. Some are uncomfortable to read, but all are filled with her love. On this Mother’s Day, I share one with you.
My daughter
Mirrors cannot hold the image of you I hold in my eyes
I will bring the skies down to earth for you
The feelings I have for you are etched upon my heart and soul.
My mother’s love is forever etched in ME.
Remember ~ Treasure ~ Love….. Simply Eartha
5 Response Comments
Beautiful. Although I could never love or know Eartha the way you have, I can only imagine the way she affected your life.
Happy Mother’s Day, Kitt.
Beautiful, thank you for sharing
I have always loved her (your mom) from afar. Please keep sharing. I was just thinking of her today I don’t know why.
I would have been so honored to have known her…the closest I got was seeing her in Timbuktu (if I’m not mistaken, that was 1977) and she was amazing!
Wow, that’s a really clever way of thinking about it!